Word: paled
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...insisted that Foreign Minister Andrei Gromyko join in. While his wife Nina stayed humbly to the rear, he flirted with his attractive blonde Minister of Culture, Ekaterina Furtseva, 50. They joined in frequent private giggles, and occasionally she straightened his tie. But the pace began to tell. Khrushchev was pale and fatigued by evening, and Wife Nina worried to a friend: "He's trying to do too much...
...Congo!" said Baudouin, and formally proclaimed its independence. But New Premier Patrice Lumumba, jealous of the limelight everyone else was enjoying, took the opportunity to launch a vicious attack on the departing Belgian rulers. "Slavery was imposed on us by force!" he cried, as the King sat shocked and pale. "We have known ironies and insults. We remember the blows that we had to submit to morning, noon and night because we were Negroes!" Deeply offended, King Baudouin was ready to board his plane and return to Brussels forthwith. Only the urging from his ministers persuaded him to change...
...have lost faith in his audience. Lest the reader miss the parallels, he tells his tale in the pidgin poetry of the conventional translator. What he has set out to do, says the author, is tell of "a yellow Sunday in the last days of a good spring, while . . . pale threads, drawn out from dark hidden places, began to be wound inexorably together . . . until there had been wrought, out of such tenuous white and fleeting things, a taut tripwire for the souls of men, destined, before its mindless work was done, to bring many tall sure riders down to earth...
...court last week, Djamila appeared pale and drawn, but otherwise showed no outward signs of ordeal. Faced with a national uproar, the French prosecutor requested a delay "to gather further evidence." Her trial postponed, Djamila was led from the courtroom back to her cell -to wait...
...characters, particularly those that are, in part, self-caricatures, are drawn with accuracy and wit. Alarcón's description of a selfconscious, self-elected young genius shows why his book is worth Graves's trouble and the reader's time: "A young man, pale and gloomy, who avoids mankind and walks alone through the deserted countryside, a concentration of thought and bile, a liver with feet...