How Tyler could be so delusional, I couldn't imagine. At school, where Charlie couldn't interfere, Edward and I were inseparable -- except for those rare sunny days. We were at the school now; Rosalie's red convertible was conspicuous in the parking lot. The clouds were thin today, a few streaks of sunlight escaping through far away in the west. He got out and walked around the car to open my door. He held out his hand. I sat stubbornly in my seat, arms folded, feeling a secret twinge of smugness. The lot was crowded with people in formal dress: witnesses. He couldn't remove me forcibly from the car as he might have if we'd been alone. He sighed. "When someone wants to kill you, you're brave as a lion -- and then when someone mentions dancing..." He shook his head. I gulped. Dancing. "Bella, I won't let anything hurt you -- not even yourself. I won't let go of you once, I promise." I thought about that and suddenly felt much better. He could see that in my face.
except by those who are specially initiated. Byrne corresponded with Colonel Parker Hitt, and in 1922, demonstrated his machine before Friedman and Colonel Frank Moorman, former head of G.2 A.6, then handling cryptography for the Signal Corps. They did not want it. He offered it to the State Department, which replied with a form letter stating that its "ciphers are adequate to its needs"—a statement that Byrne rightly damned as "a paragon of smugness." He submitted it to the Navy in 1937-38, negotiating apparently with Commander Joseph N. Wenger, and to A. T. & T.'s Ralzemond D. Parker, chief of company development and research and Vernam's boss when he invented the on-line mechanism. Nobody took it. Byrne's faith remained undaunted. He had a little bro- chure printed in which he enciphered known texts in his Chaocipher and defied the world to break it. Toward the close of his life, he wrote a book of reminiscences
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