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Sellers' part is wittily written and redoubtably well played. He is the union's shop steward, a shabby individual who somehow manages to look like a fanatical potato. He has an aggressive proletarian pallor, beady eyes and an eagerly struggling mustache. He will make a speech at the drop of an aitch, and shows a genivs for tautology ("the existing agreement that exists") and abecedarianism ("I have no hesitation in delineating it as barefaced provocative of the workers...
...Sellers' character is no caricature. Many gifted mimics imagine that what they can imitate they have understood, but Sellers goes farther than that. His shop steward is the little man with the big dream, and he sees that if there is humor, there is also "enormous sadness" in the grubby little doctrine monger's vision of a workers' paradise somewhere beyond the Vistula: "All them cornfields and ballet in the evening...
...plane. Told that Air Force planes are not so equipped, the mayor said: "Well, boy, I've got my own bar." Soon. Healy and Fitzpatrick, after pouring drinks for some other passengers, finished off one fifth, then another ("Here's the second dead soldier," remarked a steward, as he tossed an empty into the trash), then topped them off with an extra pint. Never really boisterous, the two men spent their time bending the ears of other passengers on the junket. "Hell," burbled one mayor, "we're not down here to look at this meet...
...garden-party dresses which always decorate Henley during the Regatta were for once in harmony with the climate. The redcoatted band, the funfair, and the bars were all operating at full tilt as the first shells glided past the green riverbanks to the finish in front of the Steward's Enclosure...
Utrecht sailed on to Boston, thence toward New York. At 6:55 on the last night out, Nita Spector knocked on the door of Cabin 7, called Lynn for dinner. The secretary replied that she was not feeling well. A steward knocked again at 7:05; he heard only quiet sobbing and left. At 9 o'clock Mrs. Spector returned to Lynn's cabin with the Utrecht purser. The cabin was empty, and Lynn Kauffman was not again seen alive...