Word: poisons
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...spectacular. Called to Moscow's House of Journalists one morning last week, 200 foreign and Communist correspondents found batteries of kleig lights and TV cameras focused on four pale men surrounded by a curious array of pistols, explosives, maps. Soviet currency, miniature radio transmitters, parachutes and poison pills. Soviet Foreign Ministry Press Chief Leonid Ilyichev identified the four men as Russian refugees, recruited as spies by the U.S. and parachuted into the Soviet Union...
...Britain. There is something patriotic in it. There is self-respect in it, too, and it's not entirely a bad thing if a lot of Britons think that Britain has been in the right. What must be done, in Macmillan's eyes, is to draw the poison out of this feeling, leaving the patriotism and the self-respect. If the poison comes from lack of self-confidence, then what Britain needs is more basis for confidence...
...beat her with switches, slashed her with a knife, and poured wax in the wounds. Exiled to his estate in Provence, Sade organized a private harem of both sexes. In a foray to Marseilles with his valet, he beat four streetwalkers and allegedly tried to poison one of them. When the police came to arrest him. they found he had run off to Italy with his wife's young sister. In 1777 he recklessly returned to Paris, where his long-suffering mother-in-law had him seized and confined in Vincennes prison. There, deprived of his pleasures, Sade began...
...their destroyer sank in the early days of World War II, and now Mature is grimly determined to make every carchariid in creation pay the reckoning. Assigned to accelerate research on shark repellents. Mature moves in on a sluggish school of scientists like a shovelnose on shrimp. Everything from poison to ultrasonics has been tried, but only copper acetate and octopus juice seem to have much effect on the brutes. However, neither of these is strong enough. What...
...schoolteacher to be an infant prodigy. Obsessed with convictions of her own genius, she fiddles madly before audiences of ardent ignoramuses. When at last a tough old professional assures her that she is no good and never will be, Cordelia runs to her bedroom, clutching a bottle of poison. Downstairs, her father's study stands empty. Frayed to the breaking point by the scorn of common-sensical people, father Aubrey has left his wife and family flat and run away like a hunted animal...