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...more poignant, in a year when blackwhite animosity has reached a violent crescendo in the land, two young people and their parents showed that separateness is far from the sum total of race relations in the U.S.-that to the marriage of true minds, color should be no impediment. Indrawn as usual, Rusk pronounced himself "very pleased." Clarence Smith, Guy's father, said simply: "Two people in love...
...introduction to this dramatized version of Mr. Arcularis, Conrad Aiken traces its origins back to his remembrance of a small, shabby man, met on an Atlantic liner many years ago. This man was the real Mr. Arcularis, of whom Aiken says, "there was something pathetically indrawn and remote about him; he talked little to me or to anyone else... and almost from the outset I thought of him as some how having the air of a somnambulist, a sleepwalker." From the suggestion offered by this contact with a real person has grown, during the intervening years, a character who walks...
...childhood accident left him with a permanent limp. At 16 he went to Madrid to study art; at 25 he was in Paris hobnobbing with Braque. Cubism fascinated him; from it he developed a prismatic quality of composition. But the turmoil of Montmartre was no lasting fun for so indrawn a man, and after nine years he retired to his home town. There he painted in solitude, almost unknown...
...Lavender Hill Mob," Guinness is a petty bank official, a man who counts gold ingots as they are delivered from refinery to the vault. His name is Henry Holland (most fictitious meek Englishmen are named Henry), and his indrawn chin and cautiously ambling gait are the touches of a perfectionist. But behind Henry's humble facade there lies an astute mind, and when he has gathered his "mob" of two hoodlums around him to plan his gold robbery, he is a different...
...sounds without a bad case of cleft palate, much less make sense of the designs Russians scribbled on paper and tried to pass off as an alphabet. Now a slim fellow over in another corner, with a thin, nervous voice, was speaking very fast--punctuating his talk with short, indrawn laughs. Then everyone laughed again. This time Pag smiled weakly, closed his notebook, and shuffled his feet impatiently as he heard the muffled tones of the hour bell...