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...third deadline passed in eerie silence broken only by the swirling of a sandstorm. Then the phone rang at the U.S. embassy. It was a call from Noel. "Is there any news from the governments involved?" he asked a surprised First Secretary M.A. Sanderson Jr. "They have been contacted," Sanderson replied, adding: "Are we being overheard?" "Affirmative," said Noel. "A high official is arriving from Washington and may be able to do something," said Sanderson. "What time will he arrive?" asked Noel. "He is due in half an hour," replied the First Secretary. "That will be too late," said Noel...
...since the Secret Service man who had dislodged him now ignored him, Cecil stopped a few feet behind the President, took off his beaver hat, dropped down on his knees, hoisted his Nikon and began to shoot. Nixon's arm was up. Pat held the Bibles. The oath rang out. Nixon...
...natural that mystery freaks-addicts by definition-should demand more of the same from their suppliers, who may naturally want to diversify But the rites of the changing room, the backstretch betrayals, the chill of winter steeplechase meets gave Francis' books their singular texture, and he rang very inventive changes on his basic material. He is downgrading himself when he starts globetrotting like Victoria Holt or Helen Maclnnes. Dick Francis, won't you please go home...
Phyllis Galanti decided to visit her mother last week in Blackstone, Va. She left her phone number with Lieut. Mike Covington, her Navy casualty assistance officer. On Saturday at 1 o'clock in the afternoon, she was clipping her West Highland terrier Tammy when the phone rang. "Hi, Phyllis," the voice said, "this is Mike. He's on the list to come out in the first bunch...
...unsettling day for us, and for the perplexed jock from West Heights High, U.S.A., or the analytic wonk, with eight "fives" on his Advanced Placement exams. That spring, my roommates were up late one night when the phone rang. It was a friend at Radcliffe looking for her own roommate; she was hysterical, but did manage to say that the United States and Russia were at war. And she was serious, too. My roommates said okay, she hung up, and they sat around calmly discussing whether to wake me and tell me that the world was about to be enveloped...