The Little Drummer Girl [antikvár]

AUTHOR'S NOTE Many Palestinians and Israelis gave me their help and time in the writing of this book. Among the Israehs, I may mention especially my good friends Yuval Elizur of Ma'ariv and his wife, Judy, who read the manuscript, left me with my own judgments, however mistaken, and headed me off from several grave solecisms that I prefer to forget. Other Israelis - in particular, certain past and serving officers of the intelligence fraternity - also deserve my sincere thanks for their advice and cooperation. They too asked for no assurances and scrupulously left me with my independence. I think with special gratitude of General Shlomo Gazit, formerly chief of military intelligence, and now president of Ben-Gurion University of the Negev in Beer Sheva, who will always personify for me the enlightened Israeli soldier and scholar of his generation. But there are others whom I may not name. I must also express my gratitude to Mayor Teddy Kollek of Jerusalem for his hospitality at Mishkenot Sha'ananim; to the fabled Mr and Mrs Vester of the American Colony Hotel, Jerusalem; to the proprietors and staff of the Commodore Hotel, Beirut, for making everything possible in impossible circumstances; and to Abu Said Abu Rish, doyen of Beirut journalists, for the generosity of his counsel, although he knew nothing of my intentions. Of the Palestinians, some are dead, others are taken prisoner, the rest presumably are for the most part homeless or dispersed. The fighting boys who looked after me in the upper flat in Sidon and chatted with me in the tangerine