Word: stools
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Author. Few apprenticeships to the Muse have been served in less promising quarters than Walter John de la Mare's. When he had twitched off the cassock of St. Paul's Cathedral Choir School he went to a high stool in the London office of Anglo-American Oil Co., spent 18 years there ploughing barren columns of figures. To overcome his environment and catch his Muse's eye, young de la Mare let his black hair grow long and wavy, attired himself according to his idea of the Latin Quarter. And while he kept others' books...
...smelled like cool glue. Here, where once had been a well whence Mr. Ridley provided his tenements with cheap water of questionable purity, the strange, 88-year-old man had partitioned off a cheerless office. There were two iron safes, a high counting desk and swivel stool where his clerk sat, and Mr. Ridley's rolltop desk. Neither of the occupants ever took off his rubbers or overcoat. In their Dickensian foxhole they shared a lunch of bread and cheese...
...bottom of the subcellar stairs, visible by the light of one yellow bulb glowing dismally in the office, the garageman found Old Man Ridley. His curly white beard was torn out in great patches, one ear was gone, his head had been bashed many times with the swivel stool. In the ghostly underground quiet, Lee Weinstein was found. He had been shot seven times in the stomach, chest, neck and face. None in the neighborhood had seen the murderer come...
...whip. The "Centipede's Club" has tried to smuggle a letter out to the Governor. And although Robert Locket has taken the blame, the warden has ordered all to be flogged over the Iron Horse. Groaning, whimpering from their beating, the boys unreasonably accuse Locket of being a stool pigeon. Defending him, Red arranges a light between Locket and Ringleader Wells behind the blacksmith shop. A guard intervenes. Locket hysterically brains him with an ax. There is a general jailbreak. Red and Locket hide in a nearby barn. A queer element of Tom Sawyerism develops as the youthful criminals...
...rushed thither to peer sureptitiously into a sordid room. A child, not much older than three, indifferently sucked its index finger; a woman, with delicate almost mask-like features brushed her hair, occasionally glancing at the child, then to a corner where an elderly man, sitting on a crummy stool, whittled whistlewood: His salt worn cheeks, drawn closely together below two unevenly coloured eyes resembling niches in the side of a chameleon, suddenly moved backward; uneven and sinisterly pointed teeth protruded. His uncovered muscular arms turned with his body as he lowered his head. Two calloused hands held a large...