The small, borrowed apartment in Jerusalem where Anatoli and Avital Shcharansky are staying bears a striking resemblance to the cluttered flats in the Soviet Union where dissidents once congregated. Folders of correspondence and masses of newspaper clippings lie scattered about--some of the detritus of Avital's ceaseless nine-year campaign to rouse world opinion on her husband's behalf. Gifts and congratulatory messages are displayed on every available surface: a silver kiddush cup from a Jewish congregation in New York, a crayon drawing by a child that shows a flourishing green tree and Israeli flag. Floating on the ceiling are big, colorful balloons, some...
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