By last week Boston Real Estate and Textile Operator Bernard Goldfine had become far more of a Washington attraction than his good friend, Presidential Assistant Sherman Adams. Tourists nudged one another and gawped as he swept through hotel lobbies with his entourage. Reporters and TVmen jumped at the beck of his pressagents any time of day or night. Seasoned politicos of both parties swallowed nervously every time he dropped a new political name. And behind the guarded gates of the White House, the President's staff read the news tickers in continuing wonderment...
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