But a moment later he brought his horse forward into the light, and Wilson had a good look at him.

I was at once disappointed, although just what I had expected him to look like I could not have explained.

Hogan got down from the saddle and had a look inside.

Much as they had to look forward to, they didn't begrudge a moment of the time they spent seeing them go.

The pretty little twittering WACS said he had the look of eagles -- and Penny, hating the cliche, had to admit that in this case it applied.

Occasionally he would look across the aisle at Margaret, fourteen and demure in a fresh green organdy dress, sitting in the sixth-grade row, and he could hardly believe she would do what Charles had said she did.

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.

They look as if they had been sculptured with an unsharpened chisel.

Taking a personal interest, she had the doctor assigned to the White House, Dr. James Coupal, look Emmett over.

I never had the courage to look at them, when my projected volume became hopeless, fearing they were poor, until now when I was obliged to do so.

Instead, he went down to New York and submitted Welcome To Our City to the Theatre Guild, which had asked him to let them have a look at it after Professor Baker had recommended it highly.

We were almost the same age, she was fifteen, I was twelve, and where I felt there was a life to look forward to Lilly felt she had had as much of it as was necessary.

On such occasions he had not had the courage to look at the face above the hand, whatever face it might be.

The woman had the glassy look of an invalid, as if she had not slept at all.

from the early evening lights of them which had first startled Izaak to look at her in an uncousinly way, they had faded to a near-absence of color which had, possibly from her constant looking at the water, something of the light of the sea in them.

He turned from the flying trees to look ahead and saw with an inward boy's eye again the great fieldstone house which, built on one of the many acres of ancestral land bordering the west harbor, had been Izaak's bride-gift to his cousin-wife as the last century ended.

She had begun to turn back toward the house, but his look caught her and she stood still, waiting there for what his expression indicated would be a serious word of farewell.

He looked at her out of himself, she thought, as he did only for an instant at a time, the look which always surprised her even now when his uncombable hair was yellowing a little and his breath came hard through his nicotine-choked lungs, the look of the gaunt youth she had suddenly found herself staring at in the Tate Gallery on a Thursday once.

If he had married her, he'd have been asking for trouble.

His plans and dreams had revolved around her so much and for so long that now he felt as if he had nothing.

He knew who was riding after him -- the men he had known all his life, the men who had worked for him, sworn their loyalty to him.

And, for the sake of Julia and Susan, it had to be tried.

Hell, they were fightin' each other so hard they had no time for anyone else.

I saw the clergyman kneel for a moment by the twitching body of the man he had shot, then run back to his position.

For although I had crossed a corner of the hall on my way to the toilet I still could not tell for sure how far to the rear the darkness extended.

I had for some time been hoping, in vain, for one of the dim figures to pass between the fan vents and myself.

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.

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.

He had been the auditor for the mining syndicate, and he had stolen fifty thousand dollars of the syndicate's money.

He had done time for the theft.

That mistake, she thought, had cost her dearly these past few days, and she wanted to avoid falling into any more of the traps that the mountain might set for her.

She seemed to have come such a long distance -- too far for her destination which had wilfully been swallowed up in the greedy gloom of the trees.

Never, he'd once told Joyce, had he encountered any man or situation that called for a gun.

A wildcatter had to be prepared for almost any emergency.

That was the day that he had practically mopped up the main street of Big Sands with Aaron McBride, field boss for the Highlands Oil & Gas Company.

Tom had been laying for Aaron McBride for a long time, just waiting to catch him out of line.

He had a legitimate reason for wearing it.

Hank had gathered wood for a cookfire, and his wife was busy at it now.

But her prettiness was what he had noticed first, and all the other things had come afterward: cruelty, meanness, self-will.

Even the knowledge that she was losing another boy, as a mother always does when a marriage is made, did not prevent her from having the first carefree, dreamless sleep that she had known since they dropped down the canyon and into Bear Valley, way, way back there when they were crossing those other mountains.

Their product had been endorsed by Good Housekeeping, the A.M.A., and the Veterinary Journal, among other repositories of higher wisdom, and before much longer if you didn't have a cake of their soap in the john, even your best friends would think you didn't bathe.

The code, which had probably something to do with sex or some other interest, Nicolas was determined to find out and put to use.

But a glance at Songau and the other women confirmed what Brassnose had blurted out.

The fear had not entirely gone from her face, but there were some other emotions now, crowding into her eyes and the lines of her mouth.

In the caves, with other supplies, they had kept cases of sake.

At noontime, remembering what the teacher had said about maybe playing with the kids, Jack stayed close to the schoolhouse while all the other big boys, except Charles, went off out the road to play ball.

In its beginnings the nation-state had to struggle to assert itself -- internally, against feudal groups, and externally, against the power and influence of such other claimants for loyalty as the Church.

In other words, nationalism worked well enough when it had limited application, both as to geography and as to population ; ;

Here, in the old days -- when they had come to see the moon or displays of fireworks -- sat the king and his court while priests, soldiers, and other members of the party lounged in the smaller alcoves between.

When these had been pocketed, we could still spend a morning cracking open other pebbles for our delight in seeing how much prettier they were inside than their dull exteriors indicated.

Mother and son recognize each other and, in Mann's version of this legend, make a remarkable confession of guilt to each other, the confession of unconscious motive and unconscious knowledge of their true identities from the time they had first set eyes on each other.

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 ; ;

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.

Wright set his loss at $200,000, a figure perhaps justified by the unique character of the house that had been ruined, and the faultless taste that had gone into the selection of the prints and other things that were destroyed.

To you, for instance, the word innocence, in this connotation, probably retained its Biblical, or should I say technical sense, and therefore I suppose I must make myself quite clear by saying that I lost -- or rather handed over -- what you would have considered to be my innocence two weeks before I was legally entitled, and in fact by oath required, to hand it over along with what other goods and bads I had.

Running across the deck, which was empty now that the livestock had been killed and eaten, they sniffed the spice-laden breezes that came from the shore, each pointing out new and exciting wonders to the other.