Word: darkness
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...into his car and let Stranger No. 2 take the wheel. At 10:15 Stranger No. 2 pulled up at Madison Square and got out. "Just wait here," he said. Winchell waited. A moment later a third stranger arrived, opened the door and got in. He took off his dark glasses and threw them into the street. Winchell stepped on the gas. He slowed his car up to the curb at Fifth Avenue, got out, escorted Stranger No. 3 to a black limousine, inside which, also in dark glasses, sat G-Man J. Edgar Hoover. "Mr. Hoover," said Winchell, "This...
...shaken mind could form the thoughts, sick Andre Tardieu must have given thanks that France, in this dark hour brought on by his generation's vindictiveness, was no longer led by doctrinaire democrats of the Blum type. At her head now was serious, square-skulled Edouard Daladier, up from schoolteacher and poilu to emerge, after years of bourgeois apprenticeship under stodgy Edouard Herriot, as a leader whose nationalism approaches that of Poincare or Clemenceau. "The Soldier's Premier" they now called Daladier. Ever since Munich he had been busy forging a Stop-Hitler ring around Naziland...
...Jews of Zion, convening last week at Geneva, Switzerland, received from their U. S. brethren $250,000 more to buy land in Palestine. But before week's end, the wings of war hovered dark over that land...
...House. Order-loving Lady Granville, in an exasperated moment, described it as "that great ocean, where they wander about all day and sleep about all the evening; no meal is at a given hour, but drops upon them as an unexpected pleasure." In that matriarchy, the strikingly handsome, tall, dark-eyed, sensual, clever, positive, realistic Lambs horse-played and horselaughed at delicacy and romance, ate prodigiously, fell asleep and snored, shouted their arrogant opinions, cursed loud and long. Yet they had immense love of life, good humor, adroitly managed people and situations. Melbourne House was a social centre of London...
When Byron died of fever at Missolonghi, he left behind not only his great-lover reputation, but a plain, square, tin box with part of the evidence. In it were three dark red braids contributed by the "Maid of Athens," Theresa Macri and her sisters; a ringlet of Lady Oxford's, and several bundles of adoring letters from women who worshiped Byron, some of whom had never seen him. Most were wildly exclamatory, heavily underlined with pages blotted and blistered with tears. Byron did not answer all the letters. Even those he promised to destroy he kept, since...