“ ‘Hello, Ross,’ he said; ‘pleased-to-meecher. I got an uncle that’s spending a hundred thousand dollars to put you in jail.’
    ‘Is that so?’ said Bunny, a trifle startled.
    ‘Sure thing! He’s nuts about this red-hunting business, and the pinks are worse than the reds, he says. I’ve been worried about you.’ ”

—Upton Sinclair, Oil!, 1927.