The [Washington] Post's proprietor through those turbulent [Watergate] days, Katharine Graham, held a double place in Washington’s hierarchy: at once regal Georgetown hostess and scrappy newshound, ready to hold the establishment to account.

First she had put her house in order, working deftly, her pretty hair pinned up in a towel—all in order but Peter's room. That was to have a special cleaning later.

Being tasteless and odorless and, by selection, pitchless, spruce is well adapted for food containers, such as butter firkins...

They took the experimental car to the proving-grounds.