Word: dulled
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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Patrick Balfour stepped from his train into London one dull, grey morning, stopped to read a sandwichman's sign: "To India by Rolls-Royce car for ?34." A Scot who could trace his ancestors to Robert the Bruce, Patrick Balfour knew that there must be a catch in it somewhere. Nevertheless two weeks later he was on his way to the Far East, traveling with strangers in two old automobiles...
...afternoon last week peasants miles away from Wittenberg heard a dull roar like distant thunder, followed by other roars which came closer & closer. A huge cloud of reeking yellow smoke mushroomed up from Reinsdorf. In less than a minute bells were ringing, sirens screaming all over the countryside. Truckloads of soldiers, storm troopers, police, and labor service units were mobilized to keep order. Private automobiles were commandeered to carry dead and wounded. It did not take the shattered windows, the bits of blackened debris dropping from the sky, to tell what had happened: the West-phalian Anhalt munitions works were...
...houses can be kept warm. Surrounded by mountains, Quetta's plain is green with grapes and melons. Under British patronage the town has grown to 60,000, reared some fine Western buildings, drawn trade from southwestern Asia. And the Pathans keep life in Quetta from ever getting really dull. Last week, however, it was not the Pathans but the most disastrous earthquake in twelve years that picked out beautiful Quetta for destruction...
...dull-witted secretary to William III, one Constantine Huygens, wrote that he had just bought a book of Leonardo's drawings for 3½ guineas. He was too thrifty to give it to his King and he seems to have forgotten the book entirely. More than 70 years later, early in the reign of George III, a Mr. Dalton reached into a chest at Windsor Castle, pulled out the priceless book of Leonardo drawings...
...picture the air of an animated resort poster, this impression is corrected by an imperfectly subdued tendency to affront Mexico by portraying it as a country whose people understand English only when they are bribed and whose music exists solely to goad listeners into buying silence. In Caliente is dull only in its more expensive moments. Even Busby Berkeley could not do much with Mexican dance effects that has not already been done and probably the most devastating thing to be said about the Warren and Dubin music is that there are times when it sounds...