In the private chambers of a New York Supreme Court justice in Manhattan one day last month a thin, nervous little girl of 10 sat swinging her spindly legs from a fat leather swivel chair. She was Gloria Vanderbilt, scion of one of the great socialite families of the U.S. Gently questioning her in clipped accents was a judge whose big body filled his ample chair and whose funny little goatee waggled up and down as he talked. An oldtime Tammany politician from the East Side, Justice John Francis Carew had hitherto known Vanderbilts,...
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