The big oval table in the Bank for International Settlements at Basle, Switzerland has been strewn every day for nearly three weeks with shiny leather portfolios, smudgy glass ashtrays, trim boxes of bank pins, glass wells full of purple and red ink, blotters with round bottoms like a child's tumble-toy, glass-stoppered carafes full of plain water and, in neat piles, hundreds of sheets of foolscap (see cut). Thus equipped the 14 men around the table (twelve august finance experts, two alert interpreters) have been toiling and quarreling...
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