It was a quiet session of the Knesset. Only half the members were present, and four chairs at the Cabinet ministers' table stood empty. An Israeli M.P. was recalling the peril that faced his nation exactly a year before, when its troops stood ready to launch their attack on the Sinai Peninsula. A small object flew through the air from the direction of the visitors' gallery. Like the well-trained old soldier that he is, Prime Minister Ben-Gurion ducked to the floor as the missile hurtled past his snowy, hair, but nobody else moved. A second later, the tossed hand...
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