In a small, bare, stuffy room in Berlin, a 60-year-old man sat nervously in a straight-backed chair, facing an eight-man tribunal. He was a famous man, a great conductorWilhelm Furtwängler. With a nervous stammer he groped for words:
"My attitude towards the Nazis from the beginning was clear. I only wanted to continue a career which I started ten years before 1933. . . . When the Nazis came Goebbels told me that I could stay in Germany as an unpolitical artist. This I did. . . . I've never conducted in a conquered country. I didn't want to follow tanks into...
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