Word: whiningly
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...nasal whine of power whips a new universe...
...John Stege had begun an inconvenient practice of giving "house parties" at headquarters for all known gangsters picked up on sight. Capone was ready to face these changes when he returned to Chicago. He had left short, stocky, moon-faced Jake Guzick, who hides shrewd ability under a spunkless whine, in charge of the Capone gang. Guzick would make his "business report." Capone would do whatever reorganizing was necessary. The peace pact negotiated at Atlantic City was still in force. Such gang killings as had occurred were sporadic personal affairs, no part of the wholesale slaughter committed by organized under...
...cells in the Death House on his way to a green door. The other six of the doomed wait in silence until the lights go dim, indicating that the prison dynamo is working at its peak. In the next two acts rebellion occurs. While machine guns clatter and sirens whine outside, the most desperate of the rebels threatens to shoot hostages in cold blood if means of escape are not granted. They are not, and he kills an assistant warder, and a turnkey. A lull comes at nightfall while a searchlight sweeps the grated windows; there are three rebels left...
...home, gentle-born Jenny, his wife, descendant of the Duke of Argyle, planned and scrimped and did not whine. "Len-chen'' (Helene Demuth), given to Jenny by her mother as a wedding present, slaved till the end of her life with little or no pay, while the Master was writing tomes about the exploitation of the working class. Friend Engels was at Manchester holding down a job and scheming how to get hold of more and more money. Marx's letters to Engels had one refrain: "Lend me?" Eventually Engels sold his interest in a textile business, settled an annuity...
...almost animate persistence the body moved with each stride, and gradually the round, blank silhouette again eclipsed the miniature skies through which she waded. Now her anger rose, and she splashed heavily through the water, shattering and dispersing its reflections. . . . The air about her broke into a shrill ominous whine, and a black cloud of mosquitoes enveloped her, settling like dust on head, shoulders, and legs. Involuntarily she struck out with both hands. With a heavy splash her burden fell from her back and commenced to settle slowly into the semifluid ooze...