Word: thunderclapping
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Afterward, in New York, Claire Ambler ended an attenuated affair and faced the hideous realization that she had lived for 25 years without getting married. Not daring to endure alone the depressing silence that followed this thunderclap of thought, Claire telephoned the swain to whom she had last addressed farewells. When, with him, she was suffering the ceremony of marriage, a churchful of people at her back, Claire achieved at last an emotion which was untheatrical as well as genuine. "She was uplifted with the happiness of a great reassurance; once more she knew that she had forgotten herself...
...attempt to build an orphan asylum in honor of Chamberlain Alving, deceased, the while his son's brain softens from inherited syphilis. As a play it is remarkable less for its profundity than for the technical mastery with which it swells through a gorgeous crescendo to a thunderclap climax. Interpretation of the Mrs. Alving's role by Minnie Maddern Fiske, 61, is different. What is usually a sad, ironical figure, she turns into a deftly satirical one. Though affording Mrs. Fiske's admirers an opportunity to exclaim once again over her genius for discovering comedy in almost...
...events which sent M. Pashitch hurrying to his King were typical of many a Balkan crisis. The country had supposed that Foreign Minister Nintchitch* was in close touch with Premier Mussolini, and also that the new Jugoslav-born President Zogu of Albania was under his thumb. Like a thunderclap had come the news that Albania and Italy had concluded a mutual accord (TIME, Dec. 13). A rumor spread that this treaty contained secret military clauses which would make Albania an Italian pistol pointed at Jugoslavia. Suspicion, fear, hate seethed. Evidently Foreign Minister Nintchitch was a fool. He had pursued...
...Weekly, famed 16-page clean tabloid hodgepodge. My paper entertains with pictures of Mrs. Leo nard Kip Rhinelander, Iowa's champion grandma, mother and child hippopotami - all sandwiched in between "sillygisms" and other little quips. Fortnight ago, one of my editors conceived this one: 'A great thunderclap shook the earth during a shower. "Wow," exclaimed a colored citizen standing under an awning. "Hell done laid a aig."' But my little paper is not facetious. Every week it contains a good solid column by Arthur Brisbane and an editorial by myself. When I do not have time...
With an unexpectedness that was as unnerving as a thunderclap he twisted the tail of Senor Quinones' butterfly resolution into a hornet's sting; proposed an amendment that would give the League power to make "regional compacts" binding on the whole world, with a force as rigid as that once contemplated in drawing up the Protocol...