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...writer is open to criticism on the score of not delineating sharply his secondary Characters. He uses Tolstoi's method of gradually filling in personality as the plot unravels and the strand of one character's life crosses and re-crosses that of another. In this he is not uniformly successful. But his drawing of Andrew, a complete individual who slowly falls in love with Greta, the wife of the rough, romantic Sandy, and his picture of Sandy himself are full-bodied and living...
...Have three good-looking young girls walking in single file, tolling school bells and carrying a Werewolf banner. They will sound a curfew for all who would be careful to avoid werewolves. The sign reads: . . . 'Bar Your Doors. Lock Your Windows. Go to the Strand...
...when Sculptor Epstein was 28, it was the 18 enormous nudes symbolizing the life of Man which he erected across the front of the British Medical Association building in the Strand...
...Athens, Ga. (pop. 18,192) there are two cinema houses, both under the same management. The Strand charges 25? admission. The Palace, more popular, scales its price from 25? to 40?, depending on the day of the week. To University of Georgia's 2,700 students that jack-up in the Palace price on busy nights is a major grievance. Around dinner tables one evening last fortnight passed word to meet at the theatre. After dinner groups of students, more boisterous than usual, began to gather outside the Palace and across the street at Costa's ice cream...
Suddenly the little groups coalesced into one big one, which rushed the theatre. First fists flew. Then blackjacks. Policemen's nightsticks thudded in the dark. Growing momentarily, the crowd surged down the street to the Strand. Crash! Down came the advertising displays. Back & forth between the Strand and the Palace shuttled the mob. Someone had a crate of eggs. Others bombarded the police with hard cinders, soft, squashy fruit. Badgered policemen drew their pistols, spattered the pavement with bullets. Perhaps students, too, had pistols. One bullet ricocheted into the leg of Edward Nabors, 36, as he skirted...