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was sweeping the roads and paths ahead of them. They drove past a number
of buildings, then stopped before a large structure of timber and stone.

"This is Aspen Lodge," Will said, as they got out of the car.

"It's the president's residence here." A Secret Service agent escorted
them up the path to the door, on which hung the seal of the vice
president.

He opened the door for them and ushered them in. Past the foyer they
emerged into a large, luxuriously furnished living room, with deep sofas
and chairs scattered artfully about. The walls were hung with fine
paintings, mostly American landscapes, chosen by the president and first
lady from the collection of the National Gallery of Art.

"Vice President and Mrs. Adams will be with you shortly," the agent
said, then left them alone in the room.

A Filipino butler entered.

"Good morning, Senator, Mrs. Lee," he said.

"May I get you some refreshment?"

"A V-8, please," Kate replied.

"Orange juice," Will said.

The man disappeared and returned with the juices. They stood in front of
the huge fireplace and warmed their backsides while they waited.

"This is quite a place," Kate said.

"No wonder presidents love it so much."

"If you were first lady, it would be yours," Will whispered.

"It's too early in the game to start tempting me. Will; there's plenty
of time for that."

"Tempting you has always been one of my chief pleasures," Will said.

"I wonder what's keeping Joe and Sue?"

"They're entitled."

As if on cue, the vice president and his wife entered the room from a
rear hallway.

"Will!" Adams said, ignoring the outstretched hand and embracing him.