Word: greyed
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...which changes to yellow when mixed with the blue dual-purpose petrol. It is difficult to analyze the mixture on the spot and the position is complicated by the similarity between this petrol in its yellow stage and the red petrol which becomes yellow when mixed with the new grey petrol which must be mixed with brown petrol for pleasure trips of more than one-seventh of a mile in a farm tractor...
None of the defendants quailed; one or two were so old and infirm that they hardly seemed to know what was happening. When quiet, grey ex-Premier Koki Hirota heard his death sentence, he closed his eyes, then turned to look at his weeping family in the gallery. It was the last time he would see them. Japanese newsmen, who had not expected death for Hirota, murmured: "Hidoi! Hidoi!" (harsh, harsh...
...Nanking's new railroad station thousands of unwashed, penniless students from Honan and Shantung are camped on the dirty cement floor, waiting for a train to resettle them somewhere below the Yangtze. One plays a forlorn tune on a two-stringed Chinese violin. Others huddle beneath filthy grey quilts, while streams of noisy, heavy-laden travelers flow around them. The pump is their lavatory. Their guardian, the Education Ministry, can feed them only one rice meal daily-usually around midnight...
...party big shots were there. Maurice Thorez, rosy-cheeked and beaming, wearing a grey business suit, slapped guests cordially on the back. Jacques Duclos, dapper in a black jacket and grey pants, cracked jokes, took no offense when a guest asked him, "What, no vodka?" Duclos cracked, back: "No, and no American whiskey, either." André Marty, the salty old mutineer, solicitously handed around plates of sandwiches, salted almonds and cookies...
After more than 21 years (7,829 days) as Canada's Prime Minister, 73-year-old William Lyon Mackenzie King was bowing out. At his final press conference last week he looked ill. His lined face had a sickly flush, and the thin lock of grey hair that slipped over his right temple made him seem older than his years. His hands trembled as he toyed with the black ribbon of his pince-nez. His voice was unusually low, and sometimes he seemed to be groping for the right word...