Word: limpingly
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...phase in the life of a woman. Rousseau's Portrait of a Young Girl, bloatedly enlarged, became "Her Awkward Age"; his Sleeping Gypsy, complete with mandolin and prowling lion, "Her Bohemian Period." Unlike previous art-conscious window displays, Buckley's contained no merchandise. Sole exception: a limp corset which dangled from the raggy hand of a baggily nude Eve (see cut). Its caption: "Her Subconscious Self...
...Burgundy and 22 years ago a delegation of Germans signed an armistice dictated by France's Marshal Ferdinand Foch. Before Adolf Hitler as he stepped out of the car stood France's monument to Alsace-Lorraine. German war flags covered the sculptured sword thrust into a limp German eagle. Swastika banners hid the inscription beneath: To the Heroic Soldiers of France, Defenders of the Country and of Right, Glorious Liberators of Alsace-Lorraine...
...frankly pro-French newspaper is the Belgian daily, La Meuse, published for the last 85 years in Liége. It survived World War I, saw German troops fight their way across Belgium, limp back over the frontier in defeat four years later. But when Adolf Hitler's columns rolled toward Liége last month, La Meuse's editors knew they would soon be lodged in concentration camps, doubted whether their paper could survive World...
...repair torn veins and arteries is a big problem for surgeons. For broken blood vessels grow limp, like a flat tire, and it is difficult to spread the severed ends into tubular shape so they can be stitched together. Some 30 years ago, Dr. Alexis Carrel, then teaching at Chicago, overcame this difficulty by stuffing torn blood vessels with vaseline. But this technique was so troublesome that few surgeons have followed it. Last week famed Physiologist Anton Julius Carlson of the University of Chicago announced that one of his medical students, Sidney Smith, had finally made the two ends meet...
...times My Favorite Wife tends to get bedroomatic and limp, but it pulls itself together in scenes like those in which Gary Grant scampers between his wives' hotel rooms pursued by the distrustful but admiring clerk (Donald McBride); or gets caught in his wife's hat and dress by a suspicious psychologist; or tears around in Gail Patrick's leopard-spot dressing gown. And there is Granville Bates's first-rate bit as a dumb, irate, fuddyduddy judge who, having declared Irene Dunne legally dead, declares her legally alive so he can hold her in contempt...