Word: armes
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Secretary W. Stuart Symington, under whose regime the B-36 had been developed (by better power plants, etc.) from a slow but long-range aircraft into the fastest, longest-ranged, high-altitude bomber the air arm has ever owned. Van Zandt implied that there was some kind of skulduggery behind the Air Force's decision to concentrate on the B-36. He also implied that there was a plot afoot by Consolidated to absorb its unsuccessful competitors (for airplane contracts) and that, after that, Symington would resign to become boss of the great combine. Symington ridiculed the charge. Said...
...loudly against the counter. He hurried out, the book in his pocket, back cover out. He turned towards the houses, his stride just a little longer than normal. By the time he got to his entry he was almost running. The door slammed shut and Vag rocketed into the arm chair. He lit a cigarette and began to read...
...group--no more, no fewer can sing in the Dunces--will offer such numbers as "Lydia the Tattooed Lady," "With Her Head Tucked Underneath Her Arm," and "Good Night Little Girl, Good Night," as it puts the finishing touches on a year that has included 25 singing engagements...
...first day at the typewriter, after working for an hour, he got the old terrifying constriction in his chest and the pain in his left arm. He called to his wife Eva, who brought him a glass of brandy and promised to call the doctor. After a second drink she handed him a mirror, showed him that his lips were not blue, as they had been in his original attack. Then Mrs. Harrison, a schoolteacher who has learned practical psychology by handling 4-B children, confessed that she had only pretended to call the doctor. Harrison now recognizes...
Deep Purple. Sometimes, enraged at a sloppy recitation, he would bang his heavy books together, jam them under his arm, and stalk out of the room in the middle of class. More often, he would turn purple, angrily adjust his eyeshade, or ferociously tap his forehead until his rage was spent. "You should be ribbon clerks!" he would bellow at his students. "Ribbon clerks behind a counter...