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Shortly after 11 o'clock one morning last fortnight, a little group of men burst out of the Democratic conference room in the Senate Office Building. They were led by an extraordinary figure. Tall, pink and portly, with a mane of grey-white hair curling over his collar, he was dressed in a long-coated black suit, a boiled white shirt fastened with gold studs, a black bow tie, and mirror-shiny black boots. As he pushed his way through a swarm of newshawks and photographers Tom Connally of Texas, whose appearance reminds some of...
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