Word: whisperingly
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...there remained only the rumors. Some said she plunged into the river and drifted toward Martha's Vineyard; others that she was cut down in a frisbee cross-fire and buried at the Business School. A few are known to whisper of a midnight motorcycle kidnap and a shotgun wedding over two steins at Nick's (that's South of here). But Portia Parsley is now a legend, murmured at midnight over English muffins in the Bick, and remembered sometimes at a Yard punch. She never returned to North Dakota...
...Britain, whisper it gently," breathed the Times of London, "may today win the Wightman Cup." But one match the Times was ready to concede to the U.S. was between World Champion Althea Gibson and a strapping, 17-year-old blonde named Christine Truman. Christine had got the British team off to a promising start by beating second-ranking U.S. Tennist Dorothy Knode, but did not seem in the same class with Althea. "To expect Miss Truman to defeat Miss Gibson," said the Times sadly, "would be to expect anarchy...
...lining, she steps before the gold-spangled curtain and gives a wild-riding reading of Witchcraft, her pelvis bumping out the rhythm, her copper-red hair whipping over her face. Her big-bodied voice can flare to an exuberant shout or sink away to a foggy, muted-trumpet whisper. Occasionally, as she sweeps her almond eyes over the ringside tables, she lets flutter a throaty, tongue-trilling sound that suggests nothing so much as the invitation of an amorous cobra. Within the framework of That Old Black Magic she sings a medley of songs -Hold Him, Joe; Matilda...
...Publisher Robert Harrison's hassle with California's attorney general last fall, his sister magazines Whisper and Confidential were fined $10,000 for conspiring to publish obscenity, and he agreed to tidy up his flamboyant formula of smut-and-smear. Off the boudoir-bordello beat, Harrison started in February to put out a chastened Confidential, which explored such safe subjects as the Negro vote and electrocardiographs...
...that Mme. de Staël "wanted to put him on guard against himself" and to play the part of mistress-adviser to him. But the Consul already had his eye on sylphish Juliette Récamier, wife of a Paris banker, had sent Minister Joseph Fouché to whisper in her ear: "The First Consul finds you charming." When, after Napoleon had become Emperor, Mme. Récamier still shied away, Bonaparte engraved her name forever in his so-called Great Book of Suspects. Just to top off the awful insult, Mme. Récamier became the bosom friend...