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The lights were burning late in El Pardo, the somber palace on the outskirts of Madrid. As he waited in the cold, cavernous halls hung with tapestries of medieval Spain, Generalissimo Francisco Franco might well have wondered if the lights of his destiny were also burning late. It was going on midnight when a motorcycle courier raced into the high-walled palace grounds, roared past the Moorish sentinels, and delivered the text of the Tripartite declaration. "It is hoped," London, Washington and Paris had broadcast, "that leading patriotic and liberal-minded Spaniards...