"I thought Nehru was an old man, but he is young," glowed the 19-year-old Dalai Lama in Peking last week. The truth was, however, that Nehru looked bad. For several weeks he had suffered acute insomnia; he had flown to Red China, against doctor's orders, with laryngitis and a fever. Along the way, Nehru had acted in high-strung fashion: at Calcutta he kicked aside a jobless young refugee who prostrated himself before Nehru ("He is holding my foot"); at Rangoon he wielded his wooden cane at a welcoming crowd which he thought...
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