The eyes of the U.S. focused last week on a frontier gate where the road from Red Hungary leads into Austria. In the chill, gathering dusk, a convoy of three black cars, their windows heavily curtained, pulled up on the road from Budapest. Four U.S. airmen, hemmed in by Red guards, stepped down from the autos. They were unshaved and shaggy-haired, tense and stiffly suspicious; their uniforms were rumpled and dirty. Then, out of the darkness, an American voice boomed at them: "Welcome to freedom!"
The voice came from the U.S. Ambassador and...
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