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...Edmund, Douglas Watson moves lithely, has the proper glint in his eyes, and articulates cleanly, even exaggerating and toying with the alliterative b-sounds in his lines. James Ray does not always keep Edgar in focus, but Lester Rawlins brings pathos to the half-witted wisdom and grotesque postures of the Fool. The evil of Tom Sawyer's Cornwall is well spoken, as is that of Nicholas Martin's Oswald...
McNamara gets that same glint in his eye when he talks about the "intellectually challenging, but militarily useless, engineering tour de force" of military research and development. "Poor planning, unrealistic schedules, unnecessary design changes, and enormous cost increases over original estimates have continuously disrupted the efficient operation of our program," he told Congress. "We want to do our thinking before we start bending metal. Pencils and paper are a lot cheaper than the termination of programs...
...modern economics, Touré sought overnight industrialization, instead got overnight bankruptcy. Though he had $92 million in Soviet-bloc credits and the help of 1,200 Red advisers, they were totally unfamiliar with Africa and proved to be of little help. On Conakry's docks, Soviet snowplows still glint in the savage tropical sun, monumental reminders of Red ineptitude...
...dimensions were enough, and for Author Baldwin's aging but still faithful audience, they still are. Now, a wispy woman of 68 with a warm, friendly, electrically operated glint to her eye, she limits herself to 6,000 to 8,000 words a day. She does a monthly "inspirational" column for Woman's Day and one book a year. The women's magazines are declining, and the days of fat prices for serials are over, but the Baldwin prose still reads the same. The married pair in The West Wind are pretty Meg and darkly attractive Davy...
...really want to marry me?' To which foolish question he neither expected nor received anything but a silent answer. And so they lingered in Golden Valley for a short, precious time, while from faraway Barchester came the chime of bells, and the setting sun struck a last glint of light from the most beautiful cathedral spire in England...