Word: raincoated
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CONCRETE CRIME, by Manning Coles (191 pp.; Crime Club; $2.95), places Tommy Hambledon, the British Foreign Office's top raincoat man, in grave danger of being submersed in a barrel of water, sand, and quick-hardening cement. But the henchman who intends to put him there makes a false hench, and guess who ends in the barrel? The trail leads to Paris, then Dijon and points worse. Author Coles's story is diverting enough, even if some of his swashes are carelessly buckled...
...revolving pool system, generously shared notes and observations in a sort of socialized journalism. Leggy ex-Model Jinx Falkenburg, who came along as a correspondent accredited to Long Island's Newsday, reached Novosibirsk before her luggage, bravely showed up at the ballet theater in panties and a raincoat securely belted to hide the absence of skirt...
...American streets are "typically" clogged with people queued up for charity because their unemployment compensation has run out. Wrote one Russian professor about an encounter in the heart of Manhattan. "I can almost see standing in front of me now a man of 35, unshaven, in a soiled, rumpled raincoat, hunched over, and in a whisper asking for only a cigarette." Pravda this month gleefully printed an Associated Press picture (see. cut) of the tattered family and the shack of a striking Kentucky coal miner to il-lustrate its claim that millions of children in capitalist countries suffer from poverty...
...tall, worn, woebegone. He stammers foolishly when he tries to speak, often does not hear what is said to him. A creased, dirty raincoat is his unvarying costume; he wanders abstractedly, clutching a camera and a sackful of pointless documents. Says a woman, exasperated to find herself in love with him: "What do you think you are, a saint?" That is precisely the point about Antoine Montés: he is a scarecrow and a chronic victim, but he is also a kind of saint-a holy fool...
Self-Service. In Preston, England, a thief smashed the window of Arthur Boyle's clothing store, took a size 42 raincoat, left all other merchandise untouched, disappeared long before police learned that a shopper had said he wanted a size 42 raincoat, and would the store please put it in the window so he could come by and look it over...