Word: doored
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Kidnap or Rescue? The Russian consulate is a five-story stone Manhattan town house (leased from the niece of the late John D. Rockefeller) on fashionable East 61st Street, across from the Hotel Pierre. Newsmen had been posted outside its grillwork door for five days-ever since Oksana Kosenkina had been brought there from an anti-Soviet refugee camp in New York by Consul General Jacob Lomakin (TIME, Aug. 16). Had she been kidnaped by the Reds? Or had she been rescued, as they insisted, from "White Russian bandits...
...Leave Me Alone." From the exclusive 28 Club next door to the consulate, a tan-uniformed employee rushed into the street, shouting: "There's a woman lying in the courtyard back there." Excited knots of spectators appeared out of nowhere. Newsmen and photographers pelted into the club building. Police guards on duty outside the consulate raced after them...
They reached an areaway, separated from the consulate by an iron fence, just as three Russians burst out of the consulate's back door. As police scrambled over the fence, they could hear the injured woman moaning in Russian: "Leave me alone, leave me alone." Despite her pleas, and the shouted orders of the cops, the Russians picked her up, lugged her back into the consulate, with the police right behind them...
...jeered and denounced. When lightning struck a house next to his summer cottage on Sullivan's Island beach, its owner nailed up a neatly lettered sign: "Dear God, He Lives Next Door." Every man entered in South Carolina's senatorial race vilified him during the campaign. Congressman L. Mendel Rivers sought to institute impeachment proceedings against him, cried: "Unless he is removed . . . there will be bloodshed. He is now in the process of extracting a pound of flesh from the white people of South Carolina because, through his own actions, he has been ostracized from their society...
Inside the bank, two of the gentlemen (one had a submachine gun) took up posts blocking the front door. Another pair strode across the tiled floor to block a back exit. Four others herded twelve bank employees and four customers into a patio in the rear, while the gang leader and an aide went to the office of the bank's manager, Esteban Juncadella. He found him chatting with, of all people, a sub-inspector of the Bureau of Theft of the secret police...