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...mogul Calouste ("Mr. Five Percent") Gulbenkian sought to force BBC to turn over a recording of a 1959 interview in which he complained that the administrators of his father's estate were withholding a part of his inheritance. Barely pausing to eat, Gulbenkian lunched daily in a court anteroom on caviar canapes, truffled ham laced with port, cutlets in aspic and glazed duckling, Belgian raspberries and Italian peaches-eased down with whisky and lager. Between mouthfuls, Nubar explained: "I do this to keep up my spirits." When judgment was reserved, the natty trencherman rolled away in the London taxi...
...Ritz. Outside lay the Common with its formal drabness, and ten floors below, the Brahmins had gathered noiselessly to commune over impeccably dry martinis in a little bar itself so impeccably austere that it must often puzzle the stranger to Boston with its undeniable similarity to an anteroom in a plush, and extremely respectable sanatorium. Upstairs, behind a swirling curtain of smoke that burst at frequent intervals from just below his faintly smiling mustache, sat Signor de Vecchi, catlike in his expectation...
...hours on end, a solitary figure sat stiffly in an ornate office in Buenos Aires' presidential Casa Rosada. A few lifelong personal friends kept an uncomfortable vigil in an ivory and green anteroom. Outside the door, a pair of knee-booted grenadiers of the palace guard stood, like life-sized toys, with ceremonial sabers bared. A stream of messengers came and went, bearing bulletins. Arturo Frondizi, 53, President of Argentina and currently his country's most unpopular man, was waiting to see whether he would be allowed to remain as elected Chief Executive of South America...
...clock, wearing a wool suit, a bluish tweed overcoat and a beanie hat, Mrs. Rockefeller walked through a rear entrance into the courthouse with her sons Rodman, 29, and Steven, 25. Mrs. Rockefeller showed some strain as she walked past the popping flashbulbs. Her sons left her for an anteroom, and she walked into the courtroom. It is a large chamber with azure walls and gilded frieze. Except for Judge Bowen, the two lawyers, and three court attendants, she was alone...
Favor seekers still wait in the anteroom of Capitol Suite P-38. Secretary Mary Margaret Wiley still decorates a corner. In the cavernous inner office, known to many Capitol Hill denizens as the Throne Room, the lights on the telephone console still flicker on and off as Democratic Senate leaders call to report on the latest state of legislative affairs. Everything seems the same; yet nothing really is, for the past 13 months have seen a profound change in the life of Vice President Lyndon Baines Johnson...