Thinly disguised as an emissary of the English-Speaking Union, there has traveled through the U. S. of late weeks a small Semite, suavely overlaid with English polish, whose errand is to tell Americans about the staunch idealism of the British Conservative party. His modest, earnest accents have purred out over eager women's club audiences, Daughters of the British Empire, gatherings of journalists and at various hours and wave lengths of radio.
He is Gilbert Frankau, with an old Etonian necktie,* a charming manner with ladies, a gallant...
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