Word: clenchingly
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...Philly Dog, now bounding in from Philadelphia, is happy-go-lucky. It can be recognized, says Hy Lit, by its characteristic crouch, "sort of a break in the knees, like a guy on first base waiting to steal second." Dancers are also expected to clench their hands like paws and grapple with an invisible necktie, then place their hands behind the back in the "duck" position (palms outward). The dance, says one Philadelphia record promoter, evolved out of a "vulgar and risque" tail-wagging Kentucky dance called the Dog, which was banned in several cities. Says he: "The kids...
...peasant soul to stand upright and ask for her hand from her senator father, and she married someone else. Gareth's present, equally hard to stomach, is his own storekeeper father, for whom he works rather like an indentured servant. "Old Screwballs," as Gareth refers to him, is clench-lipped, word-shy, and sclerotically set in his ways. An evening with him is an unaltering ritual of despair: one cup of tea (never two), a game of checkers with the canon, a grunt of shoptalk. Gareth's father puts on his glasses to see the paper, never...
...there, the black and "colored" prisoners would be ferried to Robben Island, a former leper colony off the Cape of Good Hope, while the white man would stay in a white prison. As the trucks pulled away, white, black and brown arms flashed briefly behind the bars in the clench-fisted salute of the African National Congress. From the crowd came a ragged cry: "Amandla nga Weto [Strength is ours...
...Abandoned here, Beckett's book would have been a maddening parody of all human effort to pose the existence of God, either from man's need or from the ordered complexity of the universe. But the author presses on to a familiar clench-jawed conclusion. Bom has imagined it all-the encounter with Pirn, the divine listener, the grand design. He is alone in the mud with arms spread in the pitiful shape of a cross. His only solace is the belief that someday he will...
...boarded a train at London's King's Cross Station. Spry but not yet self-propelled on foot, he was on his way to a holiday at Scotland's Balmoral Castle with his royal parents, showed signs of a future Churchillian determination in the clench of his tiny fists...