Word: impromptu
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...windows all over Dunster House last Sunday afternoon. Like cobras to a charmer's pipe, Dunster men were responding to the sound of a chorus of familiar male voices. In the courtyard, ringed by students, their dates, and passersby from Memorial Drive were the Dunster Dunces, giving an impromptu concert. It so happened that the Dunces had suddenly discovered themselves sitting at the same table at lunch that after-noon. Naturally enough, they started to sing. After dessert, they filed out of the Dining Hall, still singing, and held forth in the Courtyard for a full half-hour...
...turned to the 70 high-ranking officers of NATO's 14-nation armies and made the announcement. "I do not want this to go out of the room," he said. For a moment there was complete silence. Then Britain's temperamental Field Marshal Viscount Montgomery delivered an impromptu eulogy, wound up by locking Ike in an affectionate bear hug, while the others roared, cheered and dabbed at their eyes. Ike broke away and started for the door. At the doorway he paused and clasped his hands over his head in a prizefighter's salute. Then, digging...
Another pleasant musical custom centers around the bi-annual American tour of the D'Oyle Carte Opera Company. When the troupe reaches Boston, the entire group comes to Leverett House for a dinner, with an impromptu Gilbert and Sullivan concert afterwards...
...office is wildly cluttered with impromptu collections of statuary, silverplated ground-breaking spades, football jerseys, guns, loving cups, lariats, old shoes, autographed pictures, boxing gloves, back-newspaper files, geological maps, menus of note worthy Carter banquets and excursions, baseballs and teetering stacks of old correspondence. Like the late W. C. Fields in his bookkeeping role, he can plunge into the dustiest, most disheveled pile of papers and fetch out the document he wants...
Slouched glumly in his rehearsal seat, Rudolf Bing blinked at the unscheduled little scene on the Metropolitan Opera stage. An impromptu chorus of stagehands was standing among the singers, bellowing Happy Birthday to You, and looking at him. Bing recalled that it was indeed his birthday, his soth. He rose with a reflex smile. "Thank you, thank you," he said. "Those," he added wryly, "were the first words this afternoon that I could understand...