Spain's mid-August heat is dry, oppressive. Business, traffic and government move slowly. Public officials leave Madrid for a rest, as did President Niceto Alcala Zamora last week. But heat meant nothing to a veteran of Moroccan campaigns, swart General Jose Sanjurjo,* good friend of the late Dictator Primo De Rivera and of exiled King Alfonso, whom he faintly, fatly resembles. "Just the time for a coup d'état," he chuckled to himself as he sped south from Madrid one torrid night. Next day Sevillanos on their way to lunch heard the clatter of...
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