Word: plumpness
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Winston Churchill, who had seemed invincible in the gratitude of the nation he had just helped so greatly to save, kept his own seat in Commons. But he saw ten thousand of the 38,000 electors in his constituency (Woodford, Essex) plump for a candidate of the lunatic fringe Alexander (farmer) Hancock. A more definite gesture of personal repudiation was scarcely possible...
...Plump, amiable John Snyder, who had spent more than half his 49 years in the banking business, had seemed a natural for the Federal Loan job. Former RFC official, former executive vice president of the Defense Plant Corp., he had (in 1943) become first vice president of the First National Bank of St. Louis. As a banker he was sound; in the field of government credit he had been an able red-tape cutter. But OWMR was something else again...
Manila Bay was still unbeautiful. West of the tragic wreck that was Manila, sunken Japanese ships still littered the bay's muddy floor, many thrusting gaunt masts and rusted superstructures out of the water. But Manila Bay had come back to life: last week plump Liberty ships tied up to the scaly hulks, rode at anchor or nestled at waterfront berths. Their cargoes moved on shuttling Army ducks and landing craft, in rumbling trucks. The world's worst-cluttered harbor was back in business, handling more tonnage than before...
...life, and to his own account of it. In his Memoirs he reduced the ardent youthful romance that his father frowned upon to an immaculate antithesis: "I sighed as a lover, I obeyed as a son"-and thereafter lived without love till the day he died. But the plump, pompous little man with the snuffbox and the button mouth had his work (the Decline and Fall took him 15 years), his noble friends, his admirers, his elegant, discreet amusements, his intimations of immortality. Small wonder if, as somebody remarked, he frequently mistook himself for the Roman Empire...
Lean, dark Prince Menshikov watched the plump maiden withdraw, blushing. "And now who might that be?" he leered...