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...first, he showed mock disbelief, his hand caught in the cookie jar. Then his face turned purple and he looked ready to weep, and had to be escorted from the floor by the refs, whereupon he buried his face in a towel and refused to watch...
...handkerchief after participating in the prince's autopsy, and then by Pelletan's assistant, whose wife later returned it to the doctor, who then gave it to the Archbishop of Paris, whose palace was attacked in 1830, at which point the container holding the heart was smashed to pieces, whereupon (after a few more twists) Dr. Pelletan's son retrieved it, little knowing that tiny slices of the dessicated memento would end up in a laboratory more than a century and a half later...
...favorite word, a routinely "seedy" coupling. Until the afternoon when, taking a break from their lovemaking, Maurice steps out of the room and a buzz bomb strikes. She thinks he's dead, drops to her knees and prays: if God will spare him, she will give him up. Whereupon Maurice returns to the bedroom, stunned but intact...
...five under their belts, all convinced they were being screwed in one way or another by an Army that had them after they signed that X. One guy I talked to had failed at a rare bit of exercise and had been sent to "fat camp," whereupon he passed the test the very next day. Three weeks later he was still there, sweeping up after the other detainees and hiding from the drill sergeants' school next door (fat camp and a steady stream of newly anointed drill sergeants make for fun times, apparently...
That theme was at once simple and sophisticated: a man (or sometimes a group of men), without thinking very hard about it, places his faith either in his own rationality or in the rationality of the systems by which his world is governed, whereupon something goes awry, his illusions of order are stripped away, and he is left to fend with the sometimes deadly, always devastating consequences of that loss...