Word: moles
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...raiders had crawled back into the overcast and headed for home, after a lively half hour or so with every machine gun and anti-aircraft cannon in the area whanging away at them. Next day Britain announced that severe damage had been done to a battleship lying alongside the mole at Brunsbüttel, that hits had been made on a second man-of-war off Wilhelmshaven. Few days later an unconfirmed dispatch from Switzerland said the 26,000-ton Gneisenau had been sunk. Germany denied it, said its anti-aircraft men had knocked down five of the twelve British...
...they did. With part of his hobgoblin flotilla, Vice Admiral Keyes attacked the canal's protecting mole to create a diversion (one of the submarines rammed the mole's viaduct, exploded as planned), while the three concrete-laden block-boats steamed into the mouth of the canal, touched off explosives and sank in the channel. The losses were appalling, the instances of gallantry uncountable. One of the diverting boats alone sustained 182 casualties. One man, shot through the middle, wrapped his vessel's ensign around him, went on fighting. Two officers, both painfully wounded in the legs...
...seance. Lula charged, threw her arms around his waist. "I'm Dik-Dik," she said. The stranger, who hailed from South Brooklyn, had a "heart as clean as a baby's," was the fourth deputy assistant editor in a publishing firm. He told her his name was Mole, agreed to come to her house to live. Thus begins April Was When It Began, a complicated romance in which Dik-Dik tends a poor author's baby, breaks up Mole's engagement to a rich Irish girl, ages two years in time, ten years in feminine finesse...
...London roughnecks who rolled stray females in barrels and cut off the noses of wandering drunks. Actually he seems to have been an obscure, spry, spare little man with a "brown complexion and dark brown-coloured hair ... a hooked nose, a sharp chin, grey eyes and a large mole near his mouth...
Into the broad bay of Beirut, on whose shores St. George is said to have slain his dragon, among the dirty fishing feluccas off Genoa and Leghorn, past the ruined English mole into Tangier, into Oran and Salonika and Jaffa and many another exotic port, push a string of fat-bellied, black-hulled, matter-of-fact ships with extravagantly alliterative names (examples: Excalibur, Exochorda, Exeter, Excambion). Most have proud six-foot letters on their hulls - AMERICAN EXPORT LINES. Their fore-and after-kingposts, surrounded by a cluster of loading booms like umbrella ribs, point ambitiously...