At 10:30 one night last week a tall, tired, impassive U. S. diplomat, whose habitual uncommunicativeness was intensified by the fact that he had a cold, got to the Stazione Termini in Rome and went at once to his private car. One last Italian functionary arrived to bid him farewell. Then Sumner Welles, U. S. Under Secretary of State, in Europe on a special mission for President Roosevelt, turned in, although his train did not leave until 12:05.
He had had a grueling two days. On the first, beginning at 10 in the...
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