A small band of Yugoslavs splashed grimly through the slush of Masaryk Street one morning last week to Belgrade's old Circuit Court Building. A waiting crowd of about 100 students set up a derisive howl: "Traitors! Bandits!" The two men in the lead, one a slight, wiry figure, the other a burly, tousled man, pretended not to hear. But at the doorway the small man turned to the taunters. "Kush!" cried Milovan Djilas, using the word Yugoslavs generally do to quiet howling dogs. Then Djilas, the deposed Vice President of Yugoslavia, and his companion, Vladimir Dedijer,...
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