Word: fats
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...true that Johnson had cut his civilian payrolls by 157,542-with 11,000 yet to go. And even his severest critics were willing to add that he had squeezed some fat and inefficiency out of the armed services. The trouble was that he had also ruthlessly sliced away muscle, where muscle was never more urgently needed. If by these methods Louis Johnson actually thought he could muster a force "sufficient unto the needs of the hour," it was obvious that Johnson & Co. didn't know what time...
With scarcely a harsh word spoken and no show of disorder beyond a cut telephone wire, the fat burglar and the thin managed to filch 600,000 francs in bills from Engineer Henri Berger's office safe and persuade Henri to order another 6,000,000 sent over from the safe in his apartment...
...burglars-"the polite pair," the papers called them-broke into the house of U.S. Commercial Attache Edward Krause. The little fat one, "le petit gros," forced the Krauses into a bedroom at the point of a gun while his lanky partner, le grand mince," ransacked the apartment. But afterwards they settled down with their victims over some Alsatian wine and slices of cold steak for a sociable chat. Little Fatty even returned Mrs. Krause's engagement ring. "Keep it, Madame," he said magnanimously. "It is too small...
When the polite pair dropped in uninvited at the home of M. le Comte d'Exelmans, the fat one was courtesy itself. He apologized profusely for having to tie up the count's wrists, and before departing with the family safe's 1,500,000 francs' worth of jewelry, he turned to the countess with a deep bow. "Chere Madame," he said, "if perhaps I have here some family jewels especially dear to your heart, pray tell me and you shall keep them...
...residents of Neuilly and the Bois, like the concierge at the little fat one's own apartment, shook their heads in wonder ment. "He was such a man of the world," said the shattered concierge. "He had no vice except Benedictine liqueur, which he drank by the bottle...