Word: wining
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...delegates around the Luxembourg Palace council table exuded international friendliness. Cheerfully and without rancor they discussed a difficult problem: was it right to label a wine as a "Bordeaux," even if it had been diluted with inferior Algerian grapes? The cheerful worriers were delegates to an international wine convention which met in the back rooms of the Palace. When Ernie Bevin was told about their presence, he sighed wistfully: "I bet they got away to dinner at a respectable hour...
...Tightrope. Headlines in Paris papers had trumpeted: "Tomorrow the world is going to blow up," and Scientist Robert Esnault-Pelterie had warned that Crossroads might well start a fatal chain reaction. On the appointed Day of Wrath, a load of wooden wine caskets broke loose from a truck in Casablanca, French Morocco, and hollowly thundered on the cobbled street. That touched off riots: thousands of Arabs were sure that the Angel Israfil was summoning them to their doomsday tightrope, whence (so said the Prophet) the damned would fall into hell...
...friend recently turned journalist, looked more than ever like a pretty, highly eligible London girl of 20. She likes dancing, housework (especially washing-up), Errol Flynn, pink, the historical novels of Daphne du Maurier, medium-high heels, jazz (on a constantly playing bedroom radio), ginger beer (better than wine or liquor), hats. She is good at ballroom chatter; hasn't a car, but sometimes borrows father's; hands down dresses to sister Margaret Rose; takes it for granted that she will some day marry and have children. And she can cook...
...they went into their fields each morning, as they paused at noon for the Angelus and wine, as they trudged home in the evening, the peasants heard only in memory the bells that for centuries had spaced the life of San Martino; Bishop Socche's order had silenced them...
...friendly, good-humored fellow. All Farkas wants is the friendly, good-humored world he has always known. The Italian reminds him that such a world no longer exists, that for some people it never existed. Farkas shrugs his shoulders, smokes his cigar, drinks the rich local red wine...