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had and no
He had no idea how much time Budd would give him.
In any case, he had no intention of being caught asleep, so he carried his revolver in its holster on his hip and he took his Winchester with him and leaned it against the fence.
And you wanted no part of me when I had so much to give.
The moon had sunk below the black crest of the mountains and the land, seen through eyes that had grown accustomed to the absence of light, looked primeval, as if no man had ever trespassed before.
Hell, they were fightin' each other so hard they had no time for anyone else.
I could observe the two fans down at the end, but their size in themselves meant nothing to me as long as I had no measure of comparison.
It was, I felt, possible that they were men who, having received no tickets for that day, had remained in the hall, to sleep perhaps, in the corners farthest removed from the counter with its overhead light.
It seemed to Barton that the green eyes mocked him, the thin-lipped smile held insolence, but he had no time to waste now.
Perhaps she had no reason to fear these trees that whispered their secrets above her head as she passed.
Moreover, as long as the weapon was carried openly, the sheriff's office had made no previous issue of it.
Brannon had no slicker.
For men who had left cattle alone after getting their first notices had received no second.
There had been no sign of a rifleman and no track or trace to show that anyone had been near.
Ross had no intention of searching for the assassin.
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:
While no larger than Dutch Springs, this mining supply town had the appearance of being far busier and more prosperous.
He had no idea which was up and which was down.
In one hand he gripped firmly a parasol though there had been no indication of rain.

had and idea
She had hated the whole idea before they started.
At first it had been just a romantic dream of his, the same as the idea of finishing Oxford after the war.
Yet, after Rousseau had given the social contract a new twist with his notion of the General Will, the same philosophy, it may be said, became the idea source of the French Revolution also.
Apparently still sensitive about the idea with which General Gates had approached him at Saratoga, namely, that George Washington be replaced, Morgan was vehement in his support of the commander-in-chief during the campaign around Philadelphia.
Yet, the idea imbedded in each was identical: to surround the unknown with mystery and to isolate that class which had been given special dominion over the secrets of God.
The idea had come from Herold, who had once been a chemist's clerk.
He had no idea where he was.
Their names had not come up in any discussions with Laura, and he had no idea what they would be like.
He realized that he had no idea where the telephone was.
Kate had no idea what they were talking of, although she had seen the blue lights and strange fires burning and winking on the ridges at night, had heard horsemen on the River Road and hill trails through the nights till dawn.
Rector had no idea why Kayabashi wanted to visit the mission.
I had no idea of what subjects one discussed when alone with a girl, or how one behaved: Should I hold her hand while walking or only when crossing the street??
He also bought a huge square of pegboard for hanging up his tools, and lumber for his workbench, sandpaper and glue and assorted nails, levels and T squares and plumb lines and several gadgets that he had no idea how to use or what they were for.
Instructions to relax, i.e., to be `` spontaneous '', and react immediately to whatever impulse they might have, was not sufficiently reassuring until some idea of the possibilities of normal reactions had been given.
By this time Churchill was not so cordial toward moving Poland westward as he had been at Teheran, where he and Eden had both heartily approved the idea.
) By its greater corporeal presence and its greater extraneousness, the affixed paper or cloth serves for a seeming moment to push everything else into a more vivid idea of depth than the simulated printing or simulated textures had ever done.
For weeks he had been saying that Hudson's idea of sailing through to Java was absurd.

had and where
The Gap looming before him -- the place where had confronted Jack English on that day so many years ago -- was his exit from all that had meaning to him.
He watched the girl until she had gone into the trees, and waited until he couldn't hear the sound of her horse any longer, then went up to where the children were sleeping.
He found the pan where he had dropped it and carried it back down to the stream.
There was only one place where Jake Carwood's description had gone badly awry: the peace and quiet.
The forest had become an alien world where she strove, alone, unprotected, unguided, to deal with whatever hindrances were offered.
Her own body protested, aching painfully where the blood in her veins had congealed, where cold demon wisps still clung and caressed.
Even in the very area where the shooting had been done, cattle were still disappearing.
He wondered where the superstition had originated that it was bad luck for a crew chief to watch his plane take off on a combat mission.
He held the controls where they had been.
It was a disturbingly familiar face, too, but I couldn't remember where we had met.
His brown face looked gray from dirt streaks where his hand had come off the dusty pavement and rubbed across it.
She was sitting on the edge of the bed again, back in the same position where the snake had found her.
But the fighting marshal's fifty-year run of immunity from violent death came to a full and final stop one night in a street at Cromwell, Oklahoma, where he had been sent to clean up the gambling and vice rackets.
Jack walked off alone out the road in the searing midday sun, past Robert Allen's three-room, tarpapered house, toward the field where the other boys were playing ball, thinking of what he would do in order to make Miss Langford have him stay in after school -- because this was the day he had decided when he thought he saw the look in her eyes.
Poor where they had once been rich, humbled where they had been arrogant, having no longer any hope of sharing in the leadership of the nation, the rebels who would not surrender in spirit drew comfort from the sympathy they felt extended to them by the mother country.
I was having lunch not long ago ( apologies to N. V. Peale ) with three distinguished historians ( one specializing in the European Middle Ages, one in American history, and one in the Far East ), and I asked them if they could name instances where the general mores had been radically changed with `` deliberate speed, majestic instancy '' ( Francis Thompson's words for the Hound Of Heaven's Pursuit ) by judicial fiat.
As a consequence of the tensions thus produced in his thoughts and feelings, he wrote on the one hand sketches of idealized hunting trips and on the other an anecdote of the village of Hardscrabble, Arkansas, where no one had ever seen a piano ; ;
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.
If you had screamed right there in the street where we stood, I could not have felt more fear.

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