Nearly everybody else had already had his say on Admiral Jean François Darlan, when last week the Admiral decided to have a say for himself. He took great pains to repair his reputation. At the exotic Palais d'Eté in Algiers he received correspondents individually and en masse. The Admiral was wearing sharkskin civvies with a white shirt, a brown polka-dot tie and black shoes. His grey-green eyes peered brightly through his horn-rimmed spectacles. Tiny veins threaded his florid cheeks. His grey hair was trimmed close. He sat behind a glass-topped work table in...
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