Word: lumping
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...have just finished your expert review of Witness with the same lump in my throat that arose after reading the installments in the Saturday Evening Post...
Winston Balks. Five companies of Foot Guards, brave in their two-foot bearskins, scarlet tunics and white belts, wheeled in long-lined precision into Whitehall's Horse Guards Parade. Each man was polished until he shone: each had been issued a lump of barley sugar, which was supposed to stave off faintness (in at least three cases, it didn't). Sharp at 11 a.m., as the two-toned chimes of the Horse Guards' clock echoed through Downing Street, a slim, girlish figure in the cockaded tricorn, scarlet tunic and blue serge skirt of the colonel in chief...
Author Clark includes a good many descriptions of Roman churches ("It is all physical and close; God is not up in any Gothic shadows . . . The Anglo-Saxon, hunting everywhere for French cathedrals, feels his mind threatened like a lump of sugar in a cup of tea"). She also has a lot to say about the modern Romans ("Their voices carry like rockets .. . An American ... feels exposed . .."). And she tries very hard to evoke the past in her description of Hadrian's ruined villa at Tivoli...
When possible, the AEC makes a lump-sum contract with the lowest bidder, but often the projects are so new and so uncertain that no sane board of directors will make such a guarantee to deliver results. It follows that many contracts must be "cost plus a fixed fee," in spite of the risk to the taxpayer. Since the contractor does not profit by keeping costs down, he is tempted to permit abuses-from loafing to large-scale inefficiency. In shadowy AEC-land, screened with secrecy and rippling with money, a crooked or careless corporation might find easy pickings...
Atget never replaced his old-fashioned camera, scorned such new photographic developments as filters, adjustable lenses and high-speed film. In his old age he lived in a bare Paris flat, ate nothing but bread, milk and an occasional lump of sugar. But he still found energy to go out each morning at dawn, lug his bulky equipment up a fountain or statue if he could get a better view. By the time he died, at 70, he had snapped his favorite city some 10,000 times, not once found her dull...