Word: dazingly
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Pyle sat through the interview in a daze, went back to his tent and brooded for hours. Finally he cabled his New York office that he could not write the Darlan story. Instead he wrote about the stranger who had died in the ditch beside him. For days he talked of giving up and going home. But when the shock wore off, he knew for sure that his job was not with the generals and their strategems but with the little onetime drugstore cowboys, clerks and mechanics who had no one else to tell their stories...
...malady takes strange forms. Some people are walking around in a benzedrine daze. There is another theory that the way to do well on an examination is to ignore it; this accounts for the happy individuals with the strong breaths...
...holding a small child. She seemed almost in a stupor. All the relatives leaned forward to see what it was all about. When they realized that I, a foreigner, had brought the widow money, a murmur of astonishment escaped them. . . . The money which I gave the mother seemed to daze her still more. When they made her understand that the money was actually hers and all that she was expected to do was to sign a receipt, she simply became wide-eyed. Her signature consisted of a thumb print! I am told the Arabs would not have considered it proper...
...story is about a shell-shocked soldier (Mr. Colman) who, as "John Smith," emerges in a daze from an asylum on Armistice Night, 1918. A jolly, warmblooded music-hall actress, Paula (Miss Garson), picks him up in the fog, nurses him to health and the altar. They are happily tucked away in a little cottage, complete with baby, when "Smithy," job-bent, is jolted from his amnesia by a street accident in Liverpool and remembers he is Charles Rainier, son of an aristocratic family. Unaware of cottage, wife and child, he goes home to Random Hall to resume life...
...passed out. Mac got blown to pieces. The water poured in and the backwash washed me right out through that hole. Another gunboat came steaming in and picked me up. They laid me beside an Oerlikon gun and the row was awful. Jeeze, that gun left me in a daze, and I passed out. About 4 p.m. I woke up, seeing the top of a cliff. I asked one of the gunners: "Holy Jesus, we're pretty near home?" He said: "Home be b- we're still at Dieppe...