He was thinking of Rittenhouse and how he had left him there, to rock to death on the porch of the Splendide.

They had been seen as soon as they left the ranch, picked out of the darkness by the weary though watchful eyes of two men posted a few hundred yards away in the windless shelter of the trees.

But the luck that had been running their way left him.

The place had been cheap -- just the little he had left after Amelia's burial -- and it would serve its purpose.

No one was behind it, but in the rear wall of the office I noticed, for the first time, a door which had been left partially open.

For men who had left cattle alone after getting their first notices had received no second.

When Fred Powell's brother-in-law, Charlie Keane, moved into the dead man's home, the anonymous letter writer took no chances on Charlie taking up where Fred had left off and wasted no time on a first notice:

At the first shot Russ had hurled his mount to the left toward the side of the winding draw.

He was asking had it been she who left the love note in his sheets ( she also served as maid ) when he saw the Grafin followed by a stately blond girl approaching his table.

He had left her inviolate, thinking familiarity would gentle her in time.

Within a decade or less, few men were left and a feminist society had sprung up.

The man had thrown the left hand over his eyes.

He left the house and almost certain death without even increasing his pace and wondered by what remarkable stroke of Providence he had been allowed to come out alive.

I left behind me brave men, whom captivity had robbed of all hope.

He would not make a sound until the President had wakened and left for the office ; ;

Papa had left us about the same hour of the night that Ben had passed on.

On the morning of November 17th, Cornwallis and 2,000 men had left Philadelphia with the object of capturing Fort Mercer at Red Bank, New Jersey.

Morgan was ordered to attack the enemy, who had meantime moved to Edge Hill on the left of the Americans.

Even so, Edward's ambassadors can scarcely have foreseen that five years of unremitting work lay ahead of them before peace was finally made and that when it did come the countless embassies that left England for Rome during that period had very little to do with it.

Bad relations between England and Flanders brought hard times to the shepherds scattered over the dales and downs as well as to the crowded Flemish cities, and while the English, so far, had done no more than grumble, Othon had seen what the discontent might lead to, for before he left the Low Countries the citizens of Ghent had risen in protest against the expense of supporting Edward and his troops, and the regular soldiers had found it unexpectedly difficult to put down the nasty little riot that ensued.

Start out fresh, the two of us, like nothin had ever happened ''.

Sometimes I wondered vaguely what he did about women for my Aunt, by blood, had died some years ago, but neither of us said anything.

Three of these only were protected from us by stern commandment: the roses, whose petals might not be collected until they had fallen, to be made into perfume or rose-tea to drink ; ;

I used his polarity to illustrate what I thought had happened to us in that form of liberalism we call Progressivism.

When Peter B. Kyne ( Pride Of Palomar, 43 ) informed us in 1921 that we had an instinctive dislike for the Japanese, did the heated debates of the Californians settle the truth or falsity of the proposition??

It forced us to fix the responsibility for the position in which all medical commentators had been placed.

He gave us a simile to explain his admission that even at the worst period of his second illness it never occurred to him there was any renewed question about his running: as in the Battle of the Bulge, he had no fears about the outcome until he read the American newspapers.

And we had the uneasy sense that the cleavage between the moral and the political progressed amid the events which concern us.

At one time it seemed as if the Soviet Union had done us a favor by providing a striking example of how not to behave towards other peoples and other nations.

It was symbolized ( at least for those of us who recognized ourselves in the image ) by that self-consuming, elegiac candle of Edna St. Vincent Millay's, that candle which from the quatrain where she ensconced it became a beacon to us, but which in point of fact would have had to be as tall as a funeral taper to last even the evening, let alone the night.

Two or three times, C. C. Burlingham came to lunch with us in Weston, that wonderful man who lived to be more than a hundred years old and whose birthplace had been my Wall Street suburb.

She showed us what had happened to her.

Her mother, now dead, was my good friend and when she came to tell us about her plans and to show off her ring I had a sobering wish to say something meaningful to her, something her mother would wish said.

People who take us for suckers are like the Westerner who had on exhibit his superior marksmanship in the form of a number of bull's-eye achievements.

Prevot had said that the searchlights would be bounced off the clouds at 2230 hours, `` which gives us time to get settled in position ''.

It was the first time any of us had laughed since the morning began.

We came down off the wall as if he had toppled all of us, and we crouched behind it.

but when he passed us by, a musket roared, and he reared his horse, swung it around, and began to whip it back in the direction from which he had come.

The front of their column had already passed us, when another officer came riding down the side of the road, not five paces from where we were.

In the course of this, they had fired on us ; ;

and though he had found the strength to run with us, now he collapsed and lay on the ground, dying, the Reverend holding his head and wiping his hot brow.