There was something oddly inanimate about jail-pallid, soft-eyed little Chemist Harry Gold, 39, as he walked into a Philadelphia courtroom last week to face sentence as an atomic spy. He had a strained, unhealthy air and he sat almost immobile, with his eyes straight ahead.
Gold had long since confessed and pleaded guilty. U.S. Attorney Gerald A. Gleeson limited himself to a dispassionate summation of the prisoner's career as a Soviet agent. In the light of the week's news, it was a flesh-creeping tale of how Gold had acted as courier between...
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