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Code of Ethics. Flanked by two other lawyers, Bill Boyle strode confidently into the small third-floor Capitol committee room of the Senate Investigations subcommittee. For 20 minutes the photographers and newsreel cameramen hovered around him. He smiled a relaxed smile for the lenses, his broad Irish face showing few signs of his 49 years, except for an accordion-like rippling of chins. North Carolina's pale old Senator Clyde Hoey, Democratic chairman of the subcommittee, arrived promptly at hearing time, smiling and looking more than ever like Arthur Train's unforgettable Mr. Tutt in his dark frock...
...last week of the Jewish year 5711, West Germany's Chancellor Konrad Adenauer, waxy-pale and dressed in funereal black coat and striped trousers, gravely strode to the rostrum in Bonn's Bundeshaus. Speaking for new Germany at its best, the 75-year-old Christian Democrat offered a measure of atonement for old Germany at its worst...
...eyes twinkling brightly, the returned vacationist strode happily into his favorite café, expecting a joyful greeting. The first man to see him shuddered, sputtered and sagged into a chair. An old friend at the other side of the barroom hastily stamped out a cigarette and reverently removed his hat. Madame Labbaye, the patronne, peered from behind a potted palm. "What is wrong?" cried Roger. "Have I lost a child?" Roger couldn't make out the woman's excited answer...
Nightly, last week-as he has since mid-July-a chunky, middle-aged man in the road uniform of the New York Giants strode bravely out into that awful illumination. His flannel livery (a hand-me-down formerly worn by none other than Giant Second Baseman Eddie Stanky) was as genuine as a Spalding label. So were his cleated shoes, his tilted cap and his shambling, plate-bound walk. It was hard not to believe he was some weathered stray from the Polo Grounds who would presently wheel, find himself in the wrong park, and bolt for the dugout...
...thin, unsmiling man of 40 strode into the small chamber where Jordan's Parliament was waiting, walked to a huge, satin-covered royal chair topped by a crown, and began reading: "I swear by God Almighty to safeguard the provisions of the constitution and to be loyal to my country and its people." Prince Talal had returned to claim his throne...