From Tokyo there landed at San Francisco last week the great, the inexplicable Paul Claudel, who hurried at once to Washington accompanied by his daughter Reine. For six years he has been French Ambassador to Japan, always manifesting himself in strange ways and at strange moments. Now he comes as Ambassador to Washington. Eventually, some will discuss with him War debts, some will look up his odes, many will feel his charm, his strength; but few will understand his genius.
Perhaps the best way to understand is to enter the dim, vaulted portal of...
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