One misty morning in Manhattan last week a score of criminals plodded across the Bridge of Sighs from the Tombs to the Criminal Courts Building. At the head of the procession, handcuffed to a Porto Rican burglar, marched well-groomed Bernard K. Marcus, high-headed president of the defunct Bank of United States. Behind him with head bowed came Saul Singer, chairman of the executive committee, manacled to his 24-year-old son Herbert, bewildered dummy in the bank's subsidiaries. Week before all three had been convicted of wilfully misapplying $8,000,000 of Bank of United...
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