Word: carr
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...where there may simply be too much central heating for the spy who comes in from the cold. (One of the reasons the mole becomes a mole, in fact, seems to be the 1956 Suez disaster. He joins Moscow in part to be where the historic action is.) Le Carré heightens suspense by lowering the number of suspect moles to two. The remorseless world of international espionage is thus transformed into something very like a traditional English detective story with the suspects figuratively locked in the English country house as the sleuth (Smiley) pokes around and the tantalized spectators...
Tinker, Tailor, Soldier, Spy is one of the best tales of the year so far. But by le Carré's highest standards it is, as Evelyn Waugh remarked in another connection, simply "creamy English charm playing tigers...
...about the same time, Mrs. Mary Carr, 52, dropped by to visit her daughter, Minnie Lewis, who lived with Christine Johnson at 1466 East 54th St. To her astonishment, Mrs. Carr learned that her daughter had put up a group of strangers the previous night-people who had been willing to pay $100. Mrs. Carr later said that she saw one of the visitors-a white woman who was wearing a pistol belt. The stranger patted her gun and smiled at Mrs. Carr. It was a cocky and senseless gesture of power...
...Carr told reporters that she quickly tipped off the police. That night, when the Shootout began, Mrs. Carr and Minnie were there to watch...
...centuries. But the dirt had blacked out the shaded tones. When we washed them the colors reappeared. One day when I was Minister of Culture, General de Gaulle asked me how the cleaning was coming along. 'Famously,' I replied. 'Let me show you the Cour Carrée of the Louvre.' We stood in the middle of the courtyard. Half of it was grimy black, the other half a gleaming white. The general looked back and forth and then let out a loud whistle. It was the only time I ever heard General de Gaulle whistle...