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Vickers Ltd. Some time after the meeting between Maria del Pilar and Zaharoff, he strode into the London office of the great munitions firm of Vickers Ltd. If report speaks truth, he asked a single question: "If I am able to procure for your firm the munitions orders of the Spanish Government, will you reward me with a partnership in your establishment, as well as the usual commissions...
...book records no conversations between Booth and Captain Bob Lincoln. We are only told that, as the couple waltzed near him, Booth spun on his heel in fury and strode away. Pausing before his friend and confidante, Mrs. Temple, he blazed: "I am done! Tell her so; tell her to take her blue-coated son of a nigger-loving President...
Fortified by this support, the Premier strode to the Chamber and called for a vote of confidence, an act of daring which he has studiously avoided for weeks, fearing defeat. Suddenly confronted with the necessity for decisive action, the Cartel split once more. Only its extreme left wing, the Communists and Unified Socialists, stood out against the Government. The bulk of the Cartel supported M. Briand, who emerged victorious 326 to 183. Observers remained completely skeptical as to the significance of this apparent "victory." Throughout its checkered career the Cartel has been "split" and yet reunited itself times without number...
Finally, as dinner time approached, the expensive part of the entertainment was revealed. The Lord Chamberlain threw open the doors of the Frederick the Great Salon. Wilhelm strode proudly in; deigned to express by a gesture that the room had just been "newly furnished with beautiful bronzes, together with brocaded hangings" and many another embellishment imported from Germany...
...Bronx, New York City, Paul Duminuco, boss plasterer, strode through the echoing white chambers of a new building examining work of his underlings whose $4,500 payroll he carried in a satchel. As he clumped about on the third floor, strong hands seized him from behind, tore the satchel from his grasp, bound his wrists with wire. Cruel hands sloshed wet quicklime into his eyes, jammed wet mortar into his protesting mouth, flung him into a closet with his eyeballs sizzling, his teeth and tongue fast setting into their mortar plug. . . . Some hours later, Joe, laborer, rescued, doctors revived poor...