Word: gentlemanly
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Queues & Q. Cantabrigians knew him as a stooped and chivalrous gentleman, who walked with mincing little steps, and never appeared on the lecture platform except in morning coat and striped trousers. He always claimed to hate lecturing ("Why do we do it? Why do we do it?") But scarcely had a term begun than students were scrambling for seats in his classroom. "Go down to Q in lilac time, in lilac time, in lilac time," an undergraduate journal once advised. And when, during World War I, he took over a local pulpit for a few Sundays, his church...
...sometimes seems a little stiffly polite, though always an officer and a gentleman, in paying his respects to Churchill. In conferences before the European invasion, Churchill repeatedly said: "General, if by the coming winter you have established yourself ... on the Continent, and have . . . freed beautiful Paris from the hands of the enemy, I will assert the victory to be the greatest of modern times." Long before that winter was over, Ike's armies had done much more: they were poised on the frontiers of Germany...
...Curzon Line and of the Lublin Poles set Grabski off. He "began to beat on Stalin's table. He spoke for 45 minutes in Russian about the criminal injustices that were being heaped on Poland. When Grabski finished, winded, Stalin got up and patted the indignant old gentleman on the back and laughed, 'You're a good agitator...
Tallulah has always moved casually among the great and the near-great.* When she was a child in a Washington suburb, a kindly gentleman named Cordell Hull let her ride his ponies. She has swapped cabled pleasantries with her friend Winston Churchill. An admirer, Lord Beaverbrook, once gave her a party attended by such eager guests as the Aga Khan and Rudolph Valentino. Jock Whitney, the Prince of Wales, the Duke of Kent, Ronald Colman-they have all flitted through the spotlight that trails Tallulah wherever she goes. In London, Lawrence of Arabia used...
Hollow Triumph (Eagle-Lion) is the rather listless story of a gentleman-gangster (Paul Henreid) who puts himself on the spot by robbing a gambling joint. He is menaced from every side by bullets until he finds shelter under the long, protective arm of coincidence. He discovers that he has an exact double in town-a Dr. Bartok, psychoanalyst. Jittery Gangster Henreid decides to murder Psychoanalyst Henreid and take over his job beside the couch. He learns, through hard experience, that neuroses can be as dangerous as guns. Joan Bennett is the doctor's pretty, hard-boiled secretary...