Italian town of W. W. II siege

Usage examples of cassino.

As Lewey Cassino, Agent X might learn much of the scheme behind what the newspapers called the white-cross killings.

As Lewey Cassino, he would be on the inside of a murder machine that was rolling on and on like a juggernaut, killing without apparent motive.

His impersonation of Lewey Cassino had passed Squid Murphy's careful scrutiny.

If he discovered the fact that the man on the bed was not Lewey Cassino, he would know what to do.

It was only a matter of seconds before the roof would be swarming with federal agents, any one of whom would have found a fine feather for his cap if he could bring back Lewey Cassino dead.

Still he saw the man he supposed to be Cassino covering the roof like a rabbit.

Either the supposed Cassino would fall three stories to the ground below, or lose his nerve in the last minute.

He must have decided that if a rat like Lewey Cassino could make such a jump, he, too, could make it.

He, and he alone, knew that Lewey Cassino was dead, lying in some one's coal cellar.

So far, the impersonation of Lewey Cassino had resulted only in constant trouble for him.

She had waited just around the corner in her coupé, and had successfully followed Sally and the supposed Lewey Cassino to the hideout.

The present obstacle is the Gustav Line, anchored at Monte Cassino, which Field Marshal Albert Kendring is defending with tenacity.

The town of Cassino is in ruins, as is the great Monastery that towers above it, but the German line holds.

There he had seen what was on display of the 1400 great patristic and historical codices, marvelled at the vast library, the treasures, the evidence of long custodianship of Western culture, gained some understanding of what the Benedictine Rule had meant in bringing discipline to intellectual life, sensed the reluctance of the monks of the Middle Age to destroy Greek manu­scripts which they did not comprehend and suspected of intellectual enormity -- had learned indeed what could be learned from guidebooks and guides who were talking to tourists who could not be expected to understand or sympa­thize with much of what Monte Cassino had meant in creat­ing the North American life of which they were proud, but unthinking, partakers.

What he had seen had seized his imag­ination sufficiently to keep him in the town of Cassino for several days, in order to learn more.