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082			_a332.1532 MOR
100			_aMorris, James.
245		0	_aRoad to huddersfield
260			_aNew York
260			_bPantheon Books
260			_c1963
300			_a235 p.
520			_aThis book about the World Bank was commissioned by THIS the World Bank, but it is in no sense an advertisement or apologia. I was left entirely free to travel where I liked, and I have been at pains to record every criticism of the Bank that I have ever heard. I was invited to write the book as an en gineer might be invited to build a bridge, and every detail of its construction, from the stresses to the sometimes gaudy paintwork, is all mine. Many people, however, have helped me with the job, and I must particularly thank two members of the Bank's staff. The first is Mr. Harold Graves, the wittiest of critics, who once observed of a particularly wild misstatement in the manuscript that it was "a genuine curiosity, like a whelk with a left-handed spiral." The other is Mr. Eugene Black, toward whom I have neither wish nor need to be sycophantic, but who seems to me an almost perfect patron of what might at a pinch be con sidered the arts.
650			_aEconomics
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