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...Night Music" is flecked with incoherence. At many points the story swerves from its destination. Although adding to the play's richness, its many tangents cloud the final effect. But with some revision and plenty of cutting, Odets should be able to give fullest effect to his dialogue and to some of the individual scenes which are master-pieces in themselves. Despite his occasional bitterness, Odets is more hopeful than ever. "Night Music" is almost a paen of faith. By the time it reaches Broadway it cannot fail to ring true...
...auto-supply houses ran out of tire chains, when hot-water heaters blew up, trains were late, mails delayed, and cases of influenza (10,000 in North Louisiana) closed schools that few children could reach. Snowbound New Englanders of Whittier's day might be undisturbed at seeing No cloud above, no earth below A universe of sky and snow...
...crestfallen pilot was recalled to London while thrifty Sir John rushed salvage engineers to the jungle. In three months, despite jungle fever, they completed repairs, and in July, when the Dangu rose to flood, they prepared to take off. With her four giant engines scaring up a bright cloud of fluttering parakeets, the patched Corsair lumbered majestically downstream. Before she rose, there was a disheartening rip and she tore her bottom out on a jagged rock...
...binding force that holds atomic nuclei together (and hence keeps the universe from exploding into a monstrous, formless cloud of atomic dust) is a powerful attraction between protons and neutrons in the atomic nucleus. Dr. Bethe finds that the transmitter of this force is none other than the mesotron, which seems not to be a permanent part of the nucleus but to appear and disappear as needed. In other words, when a nuclear proton wants to transfer a package of energy to another proton or to a neutron, it calls into existence a mesotron, which does the job and then...
...Dutchman, he scowled his way through the second act, knelt with dignity upon the Metropolitan's splintery stage and prayed for his redemption. The prayer over, Baritone Schorr got up and, with a regal gesture, threw his black mantle about his shoulders. The gesture enveloped him in a cloud of dust from the Metropolitan's unswept stage. The audience guffawed. When the act was over, Friedrich Schorr sulked in the wings, refused to come back for a single curtain call...