Word: flatted
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Premier Nguyen Khanh is like a kid's bell-bottom punch toy. No sooner is he knocked flat than he's up and grinning, ready for another foul blow. Last week the swat of a rebellious fist seemed to knock Khanh cockeyed, but within moments he was back on his feet-ready to be knocked down again...
...boat across the starting line five lengths ahead. But Rival Helmsman Bob Bavier simply sailed Constellation through Sovereign's lee, within 15 minutes had a ten-length lead as Designer Olin Stephens' powerful hull knifed smoothly through the buffeting swells, while Sovereign pounded like a flat-bottomed scow. When Constellation swept across the finish line, Sovereign was 21 miles and more than 20 minutes behind. Aboard the British tender, Sovereign's designer, David Boyd, hid his face in his hands...
Skeleton in the Alphabet. Possibly be cause of the partial paralysis, Corinth's brushstroke took on a slashing angularity, his colors a staccato spectrum. He studied his own face in 50 oils and 60 etchings; none bear the mark of flat tery, and many show a skeleton looking over his shoulder. His moodiness could only be broken by his wife, Charlotte Berend, a painter 22 years younger than he, and he replied by painting her 81 times...
...after him." But by the time the field had rounded the clubhouse turn, Gun Bow had opened up a four-length lead. In the backstretch, the gap was five lengths. But now, for the first time all year, Kelso was running as though he enjoyed it-with the flat, powerful stride that he inherited from his famous great-grand-daddy, Man O' War. Valenzuela sensed it: "Suddenly, he was the old Kelso again. Suddenly, I knew we were home." So did the fans. "It started way back there on the backstretch," said Jockey John Rotz, who was riding...
...closed courtroom like Henry James characters, their real motives invisible for hundreds of pages. Mrs. Rockefeller arrived on the first day with her husband's state police bodyguard and Chrysler Imperial. She graciously smiled her way into battle in a blue sheath dress, bare legs and black flat-heeled shoes, accompanied by four lawyers, a nursemaid and Mrs. Peter Iselin, one of her Philadelphia cousins. Dr. Murphy, his new blonde wife in demure beige, said, "I can't smile." In they walked, past a wall plaque reading...