In the realm of Little Tsar Boris III assassins still throw bombs with long sputtering fuses in the good old way. The bombee, if an experienced official, has at least a sporting chance of snuffing out the fuse before explosion happens. Therefore, last week, when a bomb hurtled past Chief of the Secret Police Ikonomoff as he was entering his house at Sofia and rolled ahead of him down the dark hall, the worst was not necessarily to be feared. . . . Experienced, adept, Chief Ikonomoff did not flee out into the...
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