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Baby Jane Holzer, a sometime mod el, played at being Ariel in Simonet-ta's backless, almost frontless halter-top dress of pink chiffon, but stubbornly sat out all the dancing "to promote my new image," whatever that meant. Obviously there was a genuine chance that in a moment of abandon her dress might abandon her. Maybe the new Baby Jane just doesn't do that sort of thing any more. Not at the Plaza, anyway...
...people. The Gods pay her for their night's lodging with enough money to start a small tobacco shop. Screaming freeloaders move in; she falls in love with a worthless unemployed flyer; her every good deed brings ruin. To save herself, she invents a businesslike, ruthless alter ego, Shui Ta, who is successful and dastardly. How to reconcile goodness and survival? Shen Te can't manage it, nor can the bumbling gods...
...protests himself, meeting with Buddhist leaders and assuring them that he supported their program for elections and social reform-but also warning that street demonstrations would be ruthlessly crushed. Ky is a man of his word: last week, in fulfillment of his pledge to shoot war profiteers, Chinese Merchant Ta Vinh was executed at dawn by a firing squad. U.S. Ambassador Henry Cabot Lodge also met with Thich Tri Quang to caution moderation. To quell the demonstrations in the north, Ky sent the ousted General Thi back to I Corps to calm and reassure his own disappointed supporters, who included...
...involved in a classic accident that is dreaded by all sailors. His leg was tangled in a towing cable that suddenly snapped tight, all but amputating his right foot at the ankle joint. At Chung Shan Medical College Hospital No. 1 two hours later, Doctors Huang Cheng-ta and Li Pingheng, both 36, were faced with an extraordinary operation: the restoration of a foot attached to Liang's leg only by shreds of muscle, tendon and nerve. In the first report of their work to circulate outside Communist China, the two surgeons calmly spelled out their startling achievement...
...Angries are out. They still go on writing, but they don't have much to say. In this novel, Alan Sillitoe (Saturday Night and Sunday Morning) retells the tired old tale of a working-class yob who decides to chuck it all and live a little. He says ta-ta to his spouse and house, toddles off with a well-educated wench, ends up in Algeria running guns to the rebels and imagining he is out of the ruck and into the luck. Sillitoe was always a careless writer, and now that he is crassly cashing...