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Quandary Resolution 8090
murdrum, xerocracy, martinet, self-propagating, adj.

That the Austrian Border Guards just out of Salzburg should wave the train through was expected; that the German Border Guards on the other side of the Border should order it to halt was not unexpected; that the Sergeant in command of the German Border Guards was a martinet was a given; that he was detested by the four Guards in his squad was obvious; that their thoughts entertained the idea of murdrum was absolutely justified; that those thoughts were self-propagating to the extent that Grigor, the Doorman from the Cabaret Voltaire, should be moved by them was not quite anticipated by any of the other passengers on the train; but that when, stepping onto the platform for a cigarette and to share some of his flask of schnapps with the Guards, Grigor should learn from the Corporal that the fifth – and missing – Guard had been whipped at the stake by the Sergeant because he had been caught earning a few pfennigs from distributing leaflets aimed at achieving some kind of xerocracy for poorly paid and ill-treated men such as themselves was something no-one could have anticipated; that, seeing a solitary passenger drinking, chatting and smoking with his squad should incite the Sergeant to such paroxysms of bloodcurdling spleen to the extent that, while berating his men in the most despicable fashion, he should draw his sword and wave it in the direction of Grigor's head, was something so out of the ordinary that it drew cries and screams from the other passengers who by this time were clustered at every window on that side of the train; but that in the space of a few seconds, while the Sergeant's sword described an arc in the air above his unprotected neck, Grigor should manage to lean over and reach towards his ankle, as if to tie his bootlaces, have sufficient time to pull something from within his trouser-leg, raise his hand with an old army revolver in it, and seemingly without taking a moment to aim, fire a bullet which tore the Sergeant's throat open, halting him in his tracks, so that the sword fell from his – by then lifeless – fingers and fall to the platform even before the sound of the shot had stopped ricocheting around the mountains, was both utterly logical and justifiable, if not quite what anyone would have foreseen a scant five minutes earlier; that Grigor should drive the squad of Guards onto the train and beg Jakob and Kermit to allow them to be hidden among the passengers before anyone having heard the shot came to find out what had happened was undeniably just; that the Engine Driver should take two men to help his fireman shovelling coal and the train's Guard take the other two to help him in his wagon which contained the provisions for the journey, thus providing them all with cover, was evidence of Unity among the Workers of the World; that before leaving, Grigor should carry the Guard who had been beaten, from his bunk in the Guardhouse and place him in a sickroom under the care of Hilda Hornung, identified on her Swiss Passport as a Nurse, although before the journey she was actually Heidi Huff, an acerbic political cartoonist in Hackensack's News Agency, whose work was syndicated across Europe from the Dardanelles to Dunkirk, showed such strength of character that the Management Board of Cabaret Voltaire unanimously voted a substantial bonus for Grigor even as the train was blowing it's whistle and just starting to move on.

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