Word: paled
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...tall and pale, with slender legs and a generous bust. Her long black hair had a natural curl. "She had no illusions, and was frankly infatuated with herself...
...pale dark of a midsummer night, So silent Danes drove up in borrowed trucks before the gates of Copenhagen's Dansk RiÜel Syndikat, leading manufacturers of automatic rifles for German use. The Danes disarmed the guards, cut the phone lines, ran through the plant buildings calling out the night shift. Then they carefully planted 15 bombs, set the fuses, started the factory sirens and sped away. The detonations did Danish hearts good. The damage was "formidable," Free Danes said, and the ensuing fire got wholly out of hand. It was the biggest job of sabotage to date...
...soldiers. But the generals had some time, and recurring need, to think of supply officers back in Washington-the men who polish chairs to win a war. This week a desk man with high priority in their thoughts was an officer upon whose planning their whole battle depends: a pale little staff officer in Washington who speaks with a soft voice and is a demon for getting things done. His name: Major General LeRoy Lutes...
...years and eight months. He is a confessed onetime friend of the once influential Willie Bioff, the racketeer now in jail who tried to dominate the industry. He has married and divorced four young, handsome wives. He owns a $6,500 custom-built pale blue Cadillac, allegedly bulletproof, which formerly belonged to Tony Canero, the gamblingship proprietor. As the U.S. Board of Tax Appeals once expressed it, Wilkerson's "life has been a successful though precarious...
...Sorry," replied the officer, "I have orders to execute everybody here," and he ordered the American photographer, Fowler, to stand up first, hands up, back to the wall, face to the executioner As Fowler, pale but calm, took up his position, the other German officer came across the backyard and asked me about our ranks. I told him. He turned to the first officer and began to argue in a half whisper. After a few seconds he ordered us to drop our hands and to go down into the cellar of the administration building...