Word: level
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Then he arose and stood gazing up at the sidewalk level, where hundreds of feet could be seen as they passed the window. He pointed to one seedy pair of Legs, sauntering by on broken shoes. "There, but for the grace of God, stand I," he murmured. Suddenly he swung around and began to talk, crossing and recrossing the office at a single stride...
Having aimed at a par of five and made a bogey 19, Signer Mussolini alibied: "Further revalorization would be possible but undesirable. . . . The level of revalorization already reached. . . . is most satisfactory. ... It corresponds to the gold index of world prices and represents the point where all interests of the State and of individuals find a fair equilibrium...
...blow to Boston, if such a conclusion be one, is slight compared with the condition of Chicago which is described as "not a bit higher on the cultural level than Dayton, Tenn." One is tempted to think that Dr. Potter's inferences may have some deeper basis of judgement than contributions to the maintenance of municipal libraries. Boston may be the object of prejudice in his mind. Since Dayton and Chicago are linked together one is tempted to infer that the Dayton fear of the British have some common origin. Perhaps Boston may be taken to task for its book...
...Clare, know that it is a lie. When you return to America, give us a square deal. Tell the truth, that's all I want." "Oui, mon Colonel." "Touchy." At Marseille, Deserter Doty said: "Colonel Rollet is a touchy old egg, but he's been on the level. . . . The Legion is no young ladies' seminary, though I've never been to one. . . . "Discipline-that's all Legionnaires know . . . but I've never been punished for anything unless I was in wrong." When Mr. Doty reached Paris, last week, he said: "Once an officer asked...
...patrons cold, whereas less black velvet and fluffy chiffon and more red hot syncopation a la her Ziegfield "Follies" days would have attracted the thunderous applause with which the "Publix" audience greets atrocious slapstick. Miss Murray must be admired, most of all, because she refused to descend to the level of her audience. For the theatregoer who storms the box office to see his or her cinematic god or goddess in person, however, the notions that the movie star should play the sedulous ape on the stage and chameleon-like run through their past repertory of screen characterization...