Word: mousey
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Cathie (Deborah Kerr) represents wifely charm in a mousey woolen bathrobe, a muffler around her neck, sleep in her eyes, a cold in her nose. In an early-morning coma, Robert (Robert Donat) moves speechless and heavy-lidded about the drab little flat. First, the clean collar, the neat cravat. Then a cup of tea, a glance at the clock, a peek at the barometer, and down the stairs and off to his job as a bookkeeper, a symbol of hopeless, conventional timidity...
Thence, this day to seek the sweet tradition. So as a Vagabond I to dress, very handsome, in mousey grey trousers, new ascot to match, and glad was the woman to fetch the cutaway: "Not in a year has it been out", and so with shining topper and swinging stick, I to church and my cloak blowing in the breeze...
...Adolph Lewisohn's New York home one afternoon last week and practiced three hours on his violin. That evening Fiddler Einstein was to play in a concert for the benefit of his scientist friends in Berlin. Old Mr. Lewisohn made his servants tiptoe through the halls, kept mousey quiet himself, not once attempting to entertain his ever-so-important guest with the German folk-songs he dearly loves to sing...
...play several new compositions. Pianist Vladimir Horowitz was with Toscanini's pretty daughter Wanda whom he married a month ago in Milan (TIME, Jan. 1). Janet Olcott,17-year-old daughter of the late Chauncey Olcott, would make her piano début. Bubbling over with talk was mousey little Moshe Menuhin, father of Yehudi. Yehudi had practiced with Toscanini every day aboard ship and Toscanini was a "very lovable man." Yehudi had received two telegrams from Conductor Wilhelm Furtwängler, Hitler's music man, asking him to "help mend the broken threads between Germany...
Outside the world is swaying in a light and airy rhythm. The swank blues and mousey grays of Central Square hoyer by; gay bucks and their plebeian maids are on the shabby avenue, tempting one to stray abroad. The Vagabond, pigeon-breasted from long days at his books, expands his lungs, and plunges into the indescribale subway entrance. There, his stick and gloves, his shining topper, are the center of a half-awed admiration. He enters the car like a fairy prince swirling away in his coach; even the guards bow and scrape like tousled sycophants...