Word: flashlighted
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When Miss Lutyens and her bronze baby took to the London subways, sleepy air-raid refugees rubbed their eyes in horror. On the blacked-out train ride to Liverpool a flashlight suddenly revealed Miss Lutyens and her infantile fragment to a woman seated opposite. The woman fainted. While waiting for the boat (the White Star Liner Georgic) in Liverpool, Miss Lutyens stored the statue with her other baggage in a basement. Meanwhile Liverpool, too, had an air raid. When she returned for the baby, she had to dig it out from under a heap of bomb-strewn rubble. She trundled...
Patterned after the sly last scene of It Happened One Night (when the walls of Jericho came down) is the blackout punch in Come Live With Me, as Hedy with a flashlight imitates a firefly. Point: the female firefly gets lit up to show she likes the male...
...cast iron, it can be used in airplane motors, crankcases, landing wheels, pontoons; the weight it saves can then be switched to gasoline or bomb load. It also has important military use in lightweight bomb casings and (because of the inflammability which once made it invaluable to photographers as flashlight powder) in parachute flares, incendiary bombs, tracer bullets. German production, according to Arnold, has jumped 500% since 1938 (to an estimated 25,000 tons last year...
...morning last week, young Rockefeller left his Manhattan penthouse apartment to be inducted into the Army. Reporters were waiting on the sidewalk. At local draft-board headquarters Rockefeller stepped into an ambush of reporters,* cameramen, newsreel photographers, radio newscasters. Flashlight bulbs and questions popped all around him: what had he done the night before (visited his parents), when had he gone to bed (midnight), when did he get up (5:45), when did he usually get up (8 or 8:30), how much money did he have with him ("just pocket change"), did he like beans (yes), would he mind...
...decrepit little wooden house between Tokyo and Yokohama lives a very old man with eyes like flashlight sockets, jaws still strong, a ragged white beard which fails to make him look saintly. His name, Mitsuru Toyama, is seldom spoken. At 85 he is the most feared man in the Far East. Last week he was tolerably happy, for things were going...