Over the cables from Tokyo flashed a single sentence: "After being ill with influenza for four days, Viscount Takaaki Kato, Premier of Japan, is dead."
At the news of Viscount Kato's death, two completely dissimilar personalities flickered in the memory of diplomats familiar with Japan. First they recalled the silent, square-jawed Viscount himself — direct, almost pugnacious, with the habit of rolling the sleeves of his kimono well above the elbow whenever work was to be done in the privacy of his home. The second...
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