Word: darkly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...food is fine, and they specialize in take-outs. More than half their vittles, indeed, are consumed else-where. So if you know a nice dark place to take your girl to, and have any time for tomato pizza, you can have both your atmosphere and your tomato...
...their forefingers spelling through long passages devoted, with some success, to such matters as scene-setting and characterization. Return has little more scene-setting than a limerick, and the characterization is negligible. The meat of the book is as strong-flavored as bear steak-"Jennifer lay awake in the dark, smiling. She touched the welts on her thighs, running her fingers over them hard so that the pain burned all through her and her teeth gleamed white in the dark room...
...present system of nominations, however, one can expect a full blitz of winning Rockefeller smiles and dark "Nixon can't win" statements. Rockefeller has shown as governor that he can indeed courageously undertake necessary but momentarily unpopular actions. He has shown genuine leadership. Such leadership would be very welcome relief from the usual campaign inanities, and restore much of the lustre Rockefeller has lost behind his flashing smile...
...company, but this collection of short stories, articles, sketches and short novels displays few of his virtues and almost all of his melodramatic devices. It is chockablock with phantoms, haunts, ominous coincidences, infants lowered into tiny graves to ascend as tiny angels, would-be suicides snatched back at the dark river's edge, pregnant maidens abandoned by heartless cads. This is the Dickens who wrung out Victorian soap opera's dampest hour, and posted "cry now" signs at every chapter break...
...must repay the love and kindness of her surrogate father by being his companion and comforter. Tears in his own eyes, old Marigold proclaims the lovers man and wife with his blessing. Five years go by, when a tiny hand turns the doorknob of the cart door, followed by dark eyes and curly locks. "Grandfather," says the little girl. "She can speak!" cries Marigold, as "the happy and yet pitying tears fell rolling down [his] face...