For a disgraced Comrade who (by his own admission) spoke only 40 words of Russian, Earl Russell Browder was doing all right.
Serenely ensconced in a luxurious, three-room suite at the super-ritzy Hotel Moscow, he talked amiably to U.S. correspondents. He had had several long talks with Solomon Abramovich Lozovsky, Soviet Information Chief, and had called on Foreign Minister Molotov. Purred Browder: "I have been received like an old and trusted friend of the Soviet Union."
On Friend Browder's desk, reporters noted a traveling chess board. Said he chattily: "I like to wrestle with chess problems." This was in the best Communist...
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