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...huts look like shaggy beehives. Then you come to the edge of the escarpment, and the Rift Valley lies below you like a giant frying pan. Over to the right, the Aberdare range begins to loom, blue and smoky, and that's where the Mau Mau gangs lurk, and strike from. There are no east-west roads across the Aberdares. You have to go round them. And that's where the sprawling white farms are scattered, round the Aberdares and between the Aberdare range and Mount Kenya. When the Mau Mau gangs took to the thick, tangled forests...
...Washington will keep her intentions secret, smuggle her into a seat just before the curtain, and get her out ahead of the crowd. But she will always create a stir. The Secret Service guards, who took her under surveillance when Ike was nominated, will be omnipresent-they will lurk in the next room even if she is lunching at the home of an old friend. She will seldom be out of the news. If she buys a dog, spanks one of her grandchildren, is bitten by a snake or develops a taste for yoghurt, the world will want to chatter...
...Rita. Prince and Cucuface set off on a cheerful pilgrim's progress from Paris to the Riviera. Their delicate palates and foxy noses are proof against phony vintage wines; their false humility endears them to the wealthy, and their aristocratic hauteur terrifies the bandits who lurk in ambush about their tables, i.e., "doorman, door-opener, coat-hander, coat-taker, inside-door opener, up-the-stairs-pointer, director, headwaiter, assistant headwaiter . . . captain, waiter and bus boy." Lounging on luxurious hotel terraces, they nod to "Ali, Rita and Schiaparelli"; sunk in sofas "soft as a mudbath," they regale each other with...
...dreams of escape spark men's hearts the world over. Wherever discontent and fear and fancied oppression lurk-and that in some measure is always everywhere-men yearn to escape and are stopped by the ugly question: Where? For those behind the world's iron curtains, the urge is stronger. Their fears are seldom without foundation and their path of escape is clear: it lies just over the border...
...cabodos (rubber-tree tappers and Brazil-nut gatherers) who live along tributaries of the Amazon, the Caiapó Indians are bad medicine. Savage and naked, they lurk in the jungle until the men in caboclo settlements leave for the day's work. Then they swoop down, killing everyone but the girls, whom they kidnap. If they meet resistance, they fire thatched huts with flaming arrows, like Sioux attacking a covered-wagon train. Says an old trader: "The best thing to do when you see a Caiapó is to shoot first...