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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...compliment in silence. As he walked down the steps to his seat with Sebbie, it seemed as if everyone he knew was sitting around him. For a moment he considered treating Sebbie as if he were a disagreeable ticket-taker who was taking advantage of him. Friends at the club, a fellow who had roomed down the hall freshman year, a ex-girl friend--their voices and waving arms pursued him like Furies as he fought his way to a seat beside Sebbie, who had wasted no time in finding Row L., Seat...
...fellows in the entry, his friends in Adams and Dunster, and even his friends in Eliot, were certain to drop in and ask him for a walk "just to cheer old Falstaff up." How little Falstaff needed this super-added cheer they could hardly imagine. On the contrary, they distrusted his seeming calm. They thought his satisfied air a cloak veiling deep festering pools of insidious despair. They feared a crack-up were his troubles perpetually suppressed. And possibly they perceived in his calm something more than merely "taking things in stride"--saw the serious threat he posed...
...onetime Latin Quarter showgirl who wears a gold swizzle stick around her neck and a bubbly smile on her face. Well may she bubble; 17 months ago she "discovered" Lolita when she read excerpts in the Anchor Review and told an acquaintance about it. The acquaintance, now her fast friend: Walter Minton, president of Putnam's. Minton decided to publish the book, now has a major bestseller on his hands, and Scout Ridgewell has her cut (under a standing offer from Putnam's of a percentage for anyone who discovers "salable" book properties). She is getting the equivalent...
...greasy hair [and] marked by a violet wen.'' It was Calembredaine who in a frightful brawl won Angélique as his mistress and carried her unconscious to his lair. When Calembredaine tore off wig and wen, who should he be but Nicholas, the ever-loving peasant friend from old Poitou...
...disappointed as they follow Victorine along a mysterious, lumbering course. Though most of the prose consists of what one character well calls "a potful of fancy-Dan wordage," there are many stretches of an astonishing Louisiana dialect, for which Author Keyes declares herself indebted to a lady friend (who has worked for the Opelousas daily World and has an "almost infallible ear for the nuances of local speech"). "I strive to please," Novelist Keyes confesses. To a striving author, Victorine should be worth its weight in gold slippers...