Word: muttered
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...room was filled with a wild, unearthly plaint which was neither of despair nor grief but rather a paroxysm of savage passion, most impressive to witness and startling to hear. During the lulls in their death-song they would resume their pipes and with the exception of an occasional mutter or the rattling of their chains they sat motionless and impassive until one among the elder would break out in the wild wail...
...Mutter. The Japs made the tension. Of the 423,330 Hawaiian inhabitants, about 40,000 are Japanese aliens. Another 120,000 are citizens of Japanese descent. They are woven beyond unraveling into the fabric of Hawaiian life-they serve in the Army, labor in the fields and refineries, work on war projects. Japs known to be unfriendly (consuls, enemy agents, teachers) have been segregated on Sand Island. Some have been shipped back to the U.S. Japs' guns and short-wave radios have been confiscated. But if Lieut. General Delos C. Emmons ordered all Japs interned, Hawaii's economy...
When I am approached by an eager acquaintance who asks, "Is it true your child resembles an elephant, Mrs. Tytla?" (with the same expressions, incidentally, as the gossiping elephants in Dumbo), I am compelled, like poor Mrs. Jumbo, to waddle off, as I mutter to myself, "A wit, no doubt." However, being fully aware of the havoc that can be wrought ... on an impressionable small child, I am appealing to you, as a mother, to right this terrible wrong. (Besides, we have no space left in which to store the tons of peanuts that continue to arrive daily.) Therefore...
...teletype paper. Before I could get out of my chair, Charlie Bruce had pulled the control-room mike in front of him and had shut Blue Champagne off the air. Startled at such unusual action, I flung open the control-room door, just in time to hear Charlie mutter: "Japanese bombs have fallen on Hawaii...
...perfect sense of humor. He loved good food and the best wines, and our luncheons rarely took less than three hours. . . ." Thyssen told some juicy tales of the private lives of Nazi bigshots, but when he remembered how they had hoodwinked him, he would pound his head and mutter, "Ein Dummkopf war ich!" ("What a dumbhead...