Word: tunic
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...changes were amazing. Flaking away five layers of paint applied "by restorers since the 16th century, the professor found that St. Bartholomew's sleeve, before a dark, bilious green, was indeed a dark azure blue. That was just the beginning. On Judas' blue tunic, ancient Arabic lettering appeared in gold; Christ's robe changed from a dirty lime color to vermilion, his mantle became bluer, its folds draped more gracefully. The dingy tablecloth lost its tattletale grey, and in the background, the blue waters of a cool lake took shape...
Encased in a tightly buttoned greenish khaki tunic, Malenkov used the Soviet meeting for a replay of the old Stalin record of peaceful intentions toward the West. "At present," said he, "and in the future, there is no . . . question which cannot be solved by peaceful means. This refers to relations with all states, including . . . the U.S. . . ." The delegates broke into a roar of applause, and the more starry-eyed Western diplomats, on hand for the rigged meeting, began to hear the beat of the wings of Russia's mechanized dove of peace; some of them interpreted Malenkov...
...Trade Unions. There, where Lenin lay in state in 1924, the neatly arrayed remains of Joseph Stalin were placed. In sallow, impassive dignity, Stalin's body lay in the glare of spotlights, the huge grey head resting on a silken pillow, the chest of his simple, military tunic adazzle with medals and ribbons; others glinted on a pillow laid at the foot of his bier. Through the great hall floated the sickish scent of massed flowers, from Peking and all the conquered capitals of Eastern Europe, from Communist Parties all over, from Stalingrad and Stalino and Stalinabad and Stalinogrosk...
...adult life Georgy Malenkov understudied the Master-as secretary, filing clerk, hatchetman and intimate. He aped Stalin's manners, parroted his phrases, affected the same shapeless grey cap and simple soldier's tunic. Like Stalin he proved himself devious, inscrutable and cruel, but where the master had muscle, Malenkov is as pale and pasty as the cream buns he loves. He was almost certainly the son of a Czarist subaltern-an offense against "proletarian biology" which he long tried to expiate by scolding Marxist scholars for their "researches into who is [a man's] grandmother . . ." Too young...
...eyes and a halo of frizzy black hair. The Right Honorable Kwame Nkrumah (pronounced En-kroom-ah), Bachelor of Divinity, Master of Arts, Doctor of Law and Prime Minister of the Gold Coast, waved a white handkerchief to his countrymen as they fought to touch the hem of his tunic. Then, as the band hit the groove, he jigged his broad shoulders in time to the whirling rhythm, and passed on, exalted. "You see," cried a delirious Gold Coaster, grabbing the arm of a wondering white man, "it is real-REAL! Real democracy...