Archbishop Francis Joseph Spellman, a chubby little man with twinkling eyes, looked down from the plane's windows on to the red & gold of Spanish soil, stretching below like a scarred and, crisscrossed piece of hide. From the air the land looked peaceful. But its people were sullen, impoverished, embittered, under a Fascist dictatorship which had claimed that the Spanish Civil War was a crusade for the Roman Catholic Church.
Only the chubby little man knew what was. likely to await him when he left Madrid and flew, on to Italy, another Catholic...
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