"The conference is making slow progress," announced Britain's Anthony Eden as he arrived back in London at week's end.
"Progress? What progress?" cried a U.S. official. "If Molotov and the Communists stick to their proposals on a cease-fire commission, where the hell can we make progress?"
Last week the only thing that might be called progress by anybody occurred in a small, pink and gold room in one corner of the Palais des Nations. Without a word to the press, three mufti-clad Viet Minh officers and five French Union officers, also in civilian...
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