Word: sat
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...front bench, Mendès sat immobile, a little paler than usual, white cuffs peeping out from the sleeves of his dark suit. Mayer turned towards Mendès: "You have already asked many times for the confidence of the Assembly. Today personally I will not be able to vote for it. For I do not know where you are going." Gaullists, Catholic M.R.P.s and Radical Socialists thundered applause...
...back in his seat. One by one the Deputies drifted in. Dapper ex-Foreign Minister Georges Bidault, sniffing revenge (Mendès replaced him during the Geneva Conference), set down his briefcase, happily opened a newspaper. He was followed by 76-year-old Paul Reynaud, who sat in the fifth row, his old hooded eyes staring straight in front and his head nodding constantly with a nervous tic. The galleries were jammed with spectators, among them Mendès' pretty wife. Outside stretched a long line of people hoping to be admitted to the few public seats...
Inside the Taejon clinic one morning last week the homemade kerosene stove was a center of warmth and hope for a little huddJe of maimed men. One sat with his stump tucked under him, an armless boy held his Bible in two hooks. Torrey slipped an elastic from around his Bible, parked it on his arm-hook, and then began reading the 36th Psalm...
...successful author. The recipe for being a funnyman was supplied by Comic Garry Moore: "Almost every comedian starts out by being too small or too fat to be an athlete and, to compensate, he becomes the class clown." Kathleen Winsor, whose Forever Amber has sold 3,000,000 copies, sat primly on a white bearskin and explained that in putting together her opus she had spent 1,303 hours in reading, 1,380 hours in indexing, and 1,284 hours in writing. She also felt that, in writing a historical novel, "it is a very good thing to have...
...evening, a group of us foreign students saw a film history of the city. In the back of the room sat a number of professors and German guests. Halfway through the action came a Chaplinesque scene of soldiers goose-stepping down Unter Den Linden to 3 rally. "Hah! Hah! Hah! Hah!" sounded from the rear and lasted until the scene was over. The laughter was neither pleasant nor bitter. It was something eerie to be turned on land off at a signal...