In Geneva's Palais des Nations, an immense pillared monument to man's previous failure to legislate peace, the top statesmen of the free and Communist worlds will sit down together next week to talk peace in Asia. The prospect is not a meeting of minds, but a collision.
The sound and flurry of preparations stirred the glistening lakeside city where the League of Nations died of neglect and its own fears. Carpenters hammered.
Electricians wrestled with festoons of wire. Vacuum cleaners whined. Hotel proprietors wrung their hands over the flood of demands for rooms—more than 3,000 in all. For the top men—Dulles...
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