Word: haunts
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...beginning to haunt the Germans. In the occupied countries the date was appearing everywhere, as "V" for Victory had appeared the year before.*It was painted on walls, fences, street corners-wherever there was room. In France the four integers were scrawled in luminous paint which glowed eerily in blacked-out towns. In Paris it was everywhere. Likewise in Brussels, where the Nazi Brüsseler Zeitung found it necessary to try to counteract it editorially...
...Gremlins must never be confused with: druids (scholarly Celts who live in wooded groves); dryads (Greek and Roman maidens who live in trees); brownies (wee brown men who haunt old farmhouses); trolls (Scandinavian dwarfs who live in caves by the sea); Nereids (nymphs who live deep under the sea); kobolds (gnomes inhabiting deserted mines); leprechauns (little men who live where treasure is buried); elves (tiny spirits in human form who inhabit bizarre, unfrequented places, but which have no souls...
...push of a button. During the week the Viceroy's Council met almost daily instead of once a week. It was a period of great decision for the eleven Indians on the 15-man council. If they approved the arrest of Gandhi, it meant that their decision would haunt Indian politics for decades. It would cut them off from any Congress party support. On the fateful Friday they trudged three times up the winding spiral stairs of the Viceregal lodge to the Council Room. They left late at night with their decision made, their plans laid...
...this very musical amorphousness is expressive of the amorphous mass of Russia at war. Its themes are exultations, agonies. Death and suffering haunt it. But amid bombs bursting in Leningrad Shostakovich had also heard the chords of victory. In the symphony's last movement the triumphant brasses prophesy what Shostakovich describes as the "victory of light over darkness, of humanity over barbarism...
Like ghosts in clanking chains, the tanks which France once had to hurl against the onrushing Germans began to haunt the men of Vichy. Old Papa Petain squirmed. Only 20 miles away, in the almost forgotten village of Riom, a story was unfolded that the world had never heard before. It was an appalling story. If true, it snatched the cloak of guilt from scapegoats facing trial in Riom's Palais de Justice, placed it snugly over the Marshal's own aged shoulders...