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I and had
And you wanted no part of me when I had so much to give.
As I dug in behind one of the bales we were using as protection, I grudgingly found myself agreeing with Oso's logic, especially when I imagined what would have happened to Missy if Old Knife's large party of screeching warriors had overrun our company.
In the brief moment I had to talk to them before I took my post on the ring of defenses, I indicated I was sickened by the methods men employed to live and trade on the river.
Next to him was a young boy I was sure had sat near me at one of the trading sessions.
At first I thought he had missed.
I saw the clergyman kneel for a moment by the twitching body of the man he had shot, then run back to his position.
Later I would remember what this pompous little man had told me about the worth of a ticket.
One afternoon, upon receiving permission and the necessary instructions from the clerk, I had visited the toilet adjoining the hall.
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 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.
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.
And I had hardly finished my business in the toilet on the aforementioned occasion when the lights in that place, like the hall lights controlled from the switch in the office, flicked off and on impatiently.
I had signed it off on the forms.
Although I had been inside it I had not yet seen it functioning.

I and known
I wouldn't have known the difference.
I have just asked these questions in the Pentagon, in the White House, in offices of key scientists across the country and aboard the submarines that prowl for months underwater, with neat rows of green launch tubes which contain Polaris missiles and which are affectionately known as `` Sherwood Forest ''.
That evening, as I learned later, the students, enjoying that spontaneous immodesty in action known only to university students, surged out onto the streets of Strasbourg, overturning empty streetcars, marking up store fronts, and shouting imprudently, `` Garry Davis to power ''!!
I have known Papa to exclaim on getting his tax bill, `` we're going to the dogs ''!!
But one day came the voice of a man I had known when he was a boy, and I later remembered that this boy, thirty years before, had struck me as coming to no good.
Then, all but blind, he said there was nothing in Back to Methuselah --, -- `` G.B.S. ought to have known that '', -- and `` I look at my bookshelves despairingly, knowing that I can have nothing more to do with them ''.
However, at eighty-five, he had still been busy writing articles, reviewing and speaking, and I had never before known an Englishman who had visited and lectured in three quarters of the United States.
I have known some men and women who said that the selves they are told about or even remember seem utter strangers to them now ; ;
I hate embarrassing silences and have been known to make a fool out of myself just to prevent one.
As I have repeatedly stated, this provision is much more restrictive than the general law, popularly known as the Buy American Act.
At the beginning of the Hippodrome I saw the Kaiser's Fountain, an ugly octagonal building with a glass dome, built in 1895 by the German Emperor, and on my left, directly across from it, the tomb of Sultan Ahmet, who constructed the Blue Mosque, more properly known by his name.
Back at the Kaiser's Fountain, I walked left to the streetcar stop and rode up the hill -- any car will do -- past the Column of Constantine, also known as the Burnt Column, at the top on my right.
I am equally impatient with the shrug of the shoulder, shake of the head of those who no longer care because they have known it for so long ; ;
As long as the bar prefers to adduce evidence by written deposition, rather than viva voce before an authoritative judicial officer, I fear that the antiquated rules will remain unchanged, and expensive prolixity remain the best known characteristic of Equity ''.
She knew also that I was unmarried and without a single known relative.
Now, riding this hospital bus, feeling isolated and utterly alone, I knew that she was genuine and unique, quite unlike any girl I had known before.
I would have come sooner if I'd known.
As I was saying, I've known all about the old records, including the old Norberg deed.
I kept saying, `` If I could just build up a reputation for myself, make some real money, get to be well known as an illustrator -- like Peter Askington, for instance -- then I could take some time off and paint ''.

I and him
I believed him.
In my sights I watched him looming bigger and bigger.
Now under me I could see him for what he really was, a boy dressed up in streaks of paint.
`` I know him.
Once, pressing him, I learned that his job was only part-time, in the afternoons when nothing went on in the hall.
With distaste I saw him assume a pompous air.
At last, when I put it to him directly, the clerk was forced to admit that the delay in my case was unusual.
When I asked him what, if anything, I could do about it, he surprised me by referring me to the director of the hall.
I was at once disappointed, although just what I had expected him to look like I could not have explained.
`` I never saw him.
`` I can't leave him there.
Donald Kruger would like nothing better than to hold him as hostage, and I wouldn't entrust a snake to his tender care.
But, by gosh, I want him and I'm going to have him!!
I meant him no harm.
I've got to take Danny away from Clayton before I lose him altogether.
I heard o' Texas cattlemen wrappin' a cow thief up in green hides and lettin' the sun shrink 'em and squeeze him to death.
`` I don't know nothin' about him ''.
`` So help me, Crouch, I'd like to kill you where you stand, but, before I do, I'm going to hear you admit killing him.
`` I ain't ragging him ''!!
I didn't get a good look at him at all, his back was to me, and I was so scared It was just somebody in a man's suit.

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