Word: netted
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...billion sent to Yugoslavia seems to have sunk without a trace. In Jordan a dike that cost the U.S. close to $1,000,000 meanders across the flinty desert for dozens of miles, waiting to trap rain that never falls. And in Indonesia, as one cynic puts it, the net effect of much teaching aid is to assure that "the anti-American signs in Djakarta are written in good English...
...floating golf game-a driving range on the deck of Eastern Steamship Lines' S.S. Ariadne, a cruise ship that tours the Bahamas and the Caribbean. Last week, feet spread to counteract the roll of the ship, he watched sadly as middle-aged duffers hooked and sliced into a net-and-canvas trap. "I've never seen so many different ways of hitting a golf ball," he sighed. "Nobody seems to do it right any more. Why, just the other day I had a woman who complained that she loved the game but always got a headache after playing...
Ritual Murder. All of Becket's biographers have been borrowers, and Shelley Mydans is no exception. Through judicious, and admitted, dippings into Dr. Margaret Murray's books on medieval witchcraft, she throws a shadowy net of the supernatural around her story, suggesting that Henry II's great-uncle, King William Rufus, died in a ritual cabalistic murder in a sacred wood, and strongly hinting that Henry himself was doing the Devil's work as much as Becket was doing God's. Since Thomas is fiction, not history, Author Mydans need not apologize for her liberties...
Equally important, the so-called "quality" of profits is much improved. Reason: under the liberalized depreciation laws, companies are counting increasing amounts of their income as nontaxable depreciation expense, instead of taxable profit. As a result, "cash flow"-net income plus depreciation allowances-is rising faster than profits...
...glory of her flamed in him. With magnificent nonchalance, he grasped the frail net that shrouded her shoulders, ripped it to shreds, and cocked an appraising eye at the pale, smooth skin. Rhythm beat in their ears. The surf surged and ebbed...