Word: chatteringly
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...Margaret Court's debacle, the ladies of the suburbs had a cause. And what a cause. The daily ladies doubles was now field for liberation, the weekend tennis its proving ground. And the talk over tea after tennis was noisy with sexual banter, and later, the cocktail chatter grew hotter as the sexual sparring got heavier. The housewife was to be vindicated, her woman's honor restored: Margaret had put meaning into tennis...
...never understood this delusion of hers, but I'd drag her to parties anyway. And she would torture herself beforehand into the Look, a wasp-haired caricature, binding her curls tightly in a turban around her head, in a towel steamed for straightening. And she would chatter, and the pink would glow in her face. But then she would stand mum and prudish all night and hate herself in a corner. Afterwards, I'd try to comfort her, doing a stint of complaining myself to cheer her up. She never believed though, that I could hurt, too. She wanted...
Perhaps because Haldeman has been characterized as a former adman, he avoided any run-it-up-the-flagpole chatter. Still, he introduced some collector's items: "Zero-defect system," for perfection; "containment" for the withholding of information. Throughout the hearings, where precision would help, a file of worn metaphors and similes appears. Usually the phrases smack of the military or sports-two arenas notable for their threadbare lexicons. Porter thought of himself as "a team player," Dean as a soldier who had "earned my stripes." Ehrlichman considered himself proficient at "downfield blocking." J. Edgar Hoover was "a loyal trooper...
...Nora continues to chirrup about like a gay lark, you feel anxiety whooshing through her chatter. The smile on her china doll face is somehow out of joint. You begin to see that she is clinging desperately to her innocence, (like an invalid making the best of a sorry confinement...
...head of the whole nasty slave racket is a Caucasian pervert named Amafi (Frank Finlay), whose line of chatter runs to things like "Luck can run out even for you, my black brother." It is difficult to imagine how he rose to such a position of prominence, but his henchmen seem impressed. They chase Shaft all over Ethiopia, from desert to village and even across the water to Paris. But he eventually dispatches them all, even taking time out to discuss a clitoridectomy with Aleme...