Everywhere the Russians asked Wendell Willkie: "What about a second front?" He landed at Moscow from a Flying Fortress (the Russians call them "Monsters") in a cold, gloomy rain. He was met by minor Foreign Office officials. As he stood for photographers in his blue suit, with a tan sweater over his vest, he looked eager, but he was tired after his long trip. There were pouches under his eyes. He was glad to get to the warm Foreign Office Guest House, near the steel framework of the huge, unfinished Palace of the...
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