My editor had ok'd the story, "The Unveiling of a Quack", and now I faced the man whom the power of the press would squash like a bug.

"Five times," he said quietly in response to my question, "the Medical Society of the County of New York sent a committee here to investigate my methods. I let them see patients, X-rays, records, everything."

"And what were the results of those investigations?"

"I do not know," Dr. Max Gerson replied. "They have never revealed them."

I left Dr. Gerson and wrote the Medical Society of the County of New York, as follows: "We have no feelings one way or the other concerning Dr. Gerson's treatment except that of public responsibility . . . |s there any way we can be advised of the nature of your findings?"

Their reply was to embark me on the strangest, most frustrating story of my life . . . the story of a man who by absolute record had cured people of cancer, including children, and his incredibly courageous and lonely fight against the forces of organized medicine.