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...review committee had bluntly reported that the loan would be "largely a bail-out of investors and certain creditors." Furthermore, out of RFC's five directors, the loan had been approved by a mere two-to-one vote (a fourth director was absent, while RFChairman Harley Hise abstained from voting because a distant cousin is married to a Texmass official...
...front-row desk, McCarran stared stonily at Vice President Alben Barkley in the chair. McCarran's strategy was to allow his opponents to use up all their allotted time, leaving him the last, unanswerable word. The leader of his opponents, West Virginia's chunky, Fair Dealing Harley Kilgore, as stubbornly clung to his allowance of 39 minutes to be used after McCarran. Barkley asked if McCarran wanted to use or to yield any of his time. No, said McCarran, and sat down again...
...Bermuda. John Densmore will start at fullback in Coach Roger Bennett's first fifteen, with Alan Green wing three-quarter, Sam Adams at center three-quarter, John Cotter at scrum half, Doug Purdy in the front line, Brad Lundberg in the second line, and Len Wheeler and John Harley in the third line. The rest of the lineup will be the same as usual...
They go for advice to a Harley Street specialist, who turns out to be the stranger at the cocktail party. They both lay their cards on the table face down. The specialist admonishes them for dramatizing themselves and trying to glorify their plight; they are, he says, mere self-deceivers. Actually Edward, who can love nobody, and Lavinia, whom nobody can love, share a common bond of isolation, and will be far happier together than apart. Celia Coplestone comes to the specialist, too, but with a sense of sin and a capacity for humility and atonement: for her, salvation...
...Playwright Eliot, the modern world has still the look of a wasteland where drinks and tidbits are served. But his own stony The Waste Land lies now a long way off, for he himself has seen a hopeful way out. His Harley Street specialist is preaching Christian faith as well as Freud, concerned with love as well as sex; and is indeed more spiritual adviser than psychiatrist. After his perplexed visitors have left, he and his assistants drink a libation of red wine-in telling contrast to a frivolous champagne toasting at the cocktail party-and chant for Celia...