Word: knot
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...some do-gooding project, e.g., saving the marriage of a wrestler and his wife. Within ten minutes, the project is a total mess, causing either financial or personal embarrassment to her son-in-law. After assorted hilarity, the straggling plot lines are swiftly tied into a lover's knot in time for the conclusion. A recurring staple is a budding romance for Spring who, so far, has been vainly courted by Lyle Talbot, Regis Toomey and Paul Cavanaugh. Says Writer-Producer Levy: "The show's message is that a woman can be attractive to men regardless...
...Joseph, patron saint of workers, then walked out of the House of Hospitality to persuade the judge to set aside the fine. Outside the hostel, where daily she feeds some 200 to 300 and nightly shelters 60 men and women, a rumpled, seam-faced man stepped from the knot of drifters and pressed something into her hand. "I just read about your trouble," he said. "I want to help out a little bit. Here's two-fifty." She thanked him, but it was not until she was in the subway that she noticed she was holding a check...
...even sexy in a nasal way. Holden flips a Parliament into the corner of his mouth. "Marty? Shoot." Miss Moller brings the letters. Holden stands up suddenly and paces the floor, still listening. His brogues gleam richly on the broadloom, his tie is tensed into a merciless Yale knot. "Yeah, boy. Versteh. Versteh." He sits down, props the phone with his left shoulder, reads the letters with fierce concentration, signs them. Miss Moller leaves the room. "You do that, Marty. Yeah. Get back to me Monday. No, I'm tied up. Make it noon. No-" He squints...
After being turned away from the Assembly proceedings for lack of a visitor's card, chunky young (35) Poujade blandly made his way into the Deputies' lounge, stepped up to the bar and ordered a glass of wine. At the other end of the bar, a knot of Socialists glowered at this invasion of a private precinct. One of them put down his glass and growled: "All right, Monsieur Poujade. Now, repeat that we are all rotten and bought...
...like taut skin as the ancients of the tribe come hurtling up to take the bait. The men in the scuppers see them coming and join forces for the battle-three poles now are roped to the same hook, and still the big backs bow and the heavy arms knot as 300-lb. tuna fly into the back troughs with each heave...