On the flight back from the Foreign Ministers' conference in Berlin, Secretary of State John Foster Dulles stopped off in Bermuda long enough to flex his muscles in a quick swim. Two hours later he was airborne again, and at sundown, one windy day last week, he landed at Washington's National Airport for a routine welcome home. There was a whispered briefing from Under Secretary Bedell Smith, a kiss from Dulles' sister, an ambassadorial handshake from France, Britain and West Germany. Then Dulles headed for his office to map a campaign on the...
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