Up from the long blue Cabinet Bench in the Spanish Cortes sprang portly, white- mustached old Premier Alejandro Lerroux last week, choking and trembling with rage.
"Serpiente!" ("You snake!") he hissed at grinning Socialist Leader Indalecio Prieto, then whirled upon Spain's great radical Republican, Don Manuel Azana. "Hombre de talento pero desalmado!" ("You man with a brain but no soul!")
Certainly Don Manuel, chunky and relentless, has no heart, no pity for his enemies. He ruled Spain as Premier for all but a few weeks of the past two years, was abruptly dropped...
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