Elegant Anthony Joseph Drexel Biddle Jr., the world's only sextuple ambassador, turned up in Washington last week. He skated down the marble halls of the ancient State Department to see his chief, Cordell Hull, emerged 35 minutes later, debonair, gay, loquacious as always.
"So glad to see you, old boy," he said to the first reporter he saw. "I've never seen you looking better." The reporter had never seen Mr. Biddle before, but Tony Biddle is always glad to see everybody, invariably hail-well-meets him as "old man," "old boy," and sometimes "old fellow."
Tony Biddle regretted, in his best diplomatic manner, that...
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