Word: greyingly
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...services of an undisclosed nature" in 1962. But before he could either collect or deliver, Julian had to check into the very place where the U.N. detained him two years ago: a hospital now run by the Danes. As the colonel explained, rolling up the leg of his elegant grey trousers: "I go through five wars without a scratch. But coming down here in the plane a Coke bottle falls off the stewardess' tray and wrecks my knee. If I weren't a darky, you'd notice the discoloration...
...usual, the signs of victory had to be read between the grey, garrulous lines of Communist ideology. First, Izvestia apologized for an article written by an obscure Soviet economist named Valev, who had suggested that a big chunk of Rumania be peeled off for a "Lower Danube Project" aimed at providing more hydroelectric power and irrigation for the Red common market, Comecon...
...ranging from leading demagogic politicians down to the Klansman next door. Snopeses pop up early in Yoknapatawpha County, but unlike most other Faulkner characters they seem to have no ancestors-at least not from Mississippi. Flem's father, the vicious Ab Snopes, wore neither blue uniform nor grey, but was a carrion crow on Civil War battlefields...
...larvae had been allowed to mature they would have turned into half-inch flies resembling bluebottles, with yellow heads and blue-grey bodies. The human botfly does not bite or lay its eggs on people, but enslaves smaller flies and mosquitoes by gluing its eggs to their bodies. When the slave bites a victim, the eggs hatch into larvae which bore into him. And, says Dr. Kaye, two of them might have been enough to start a general infestation of the U.S. with another painful pest...
...grey morning in Buenos Aires last week a milling throng of 3,000 massed in front of the River Plate Club. Shuffling and shivering in the cold of the South American winter, they waited neither for soccer nor for revolution, but for a court of law to convene. No ordinary courtroom could have held all the clamoring creditors of Alberto Abraham Natin, 55, a dapper, moonfaced real-estate wheeler-dealer who was charged with fraud and faced with bankruptcy. Before the crowd, seated at a stand draped in dark red felt, was a stern-faced federal judge. After months...