`` I know '', Jones said dejectedly.

I don't know yet, it's crazy ; ;

`` I know him.

I don't know what goes on around here, and I don't care.

I don't know what makes you think you can get away with this kind of business, and I don't care about that, either.

My future lay solely with the hall, yet what did I know about the hall at this point??

I wished to prepare myself but did not even know what sort of clothes I ought to be wearing.

`` I know you've got a grudge against me, and maybe I can't blame you.

`` I don't know, Tom.

`` I don't know, Mr. Brenner '', he said haltingly, beginning to get an inkling of Brenner's plans.

I don't know what you're up to, but when Brenner '' --

`` I don't know nothin' about him ''.

I suppose you don't know anything about a piece of two-by-four, either ; ;

`` I know you ain't ''!!

I said, `` Do we know each other, Miss ''??

He caught up with me once and grabbed me, but I was all covered with zing -- it's very slippery, you know ''.

`` I didn't know.

`` How would I know??

True, she was my Aunt, married to an Uncle related to me only by marriage, but why she had married a man twice her age, and more, perhaps, I did not know or much care.

Why she married him I do not know.

`` I know.

It's bigger than it has to be, though I don't see where it's doing any harm.

`` That quirt -- I ought to use it on you, where it would do the most good.

I knew that three or four of them were almost always present in the hall, but what they were doing, and exactly where, I could not tell.

`` 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.

How lightly her `` eventshah-leh '' passed into the crannies where I was storing dialect material for some vaguely dreamed opus, and how the word would echo.

It was a disturbingly familiar face, too, but I couldn't remember where we had met.

The keys were still in it, and I was miles away before I remembered that my clothes and purse and everything were still in the little cabana where I'd changed ''.

But when it happens to you like that, I tell you, and you're a hundred feet from where you thought you were -- well, it makes you think.

Now I wish to enter the American market, where the competition is very strong.

I asked the same questions inside the launch-control rooms of an Atlas missile base in Wyoming, where officers who wear sidearms are manning the `` commit buttons '' that could start a war -- accidentally or by design -- and in the command centers where other pistol-packing men could give orders to push such buttons.

When it comes to this, I shall prefer emigrating to some country where they make no pretence of loving liberty -- to Russia, for instance, where despotism can be taken pure, without the base alloy of hypocrisy '' ( His emphasis )

As a Christian, I know I do not stand where Beckett stands, but I do see much of what he sees.

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.

Being a teacher of American literature, I remembered Whittier's `` Massachusetts To Virginia '', where he said: `` But that one dark loathsome burden ye must stagger with alone, And reap the bitter harvest which ye yourselves have sown ''.

Robert Penn Warren puts it this way in `` Brother To Dragons '': `` The recognition of complicity is the beginning of innocence '', where innocence, I think, means about the same thing as redemption.

A dominant motive is the poet's longing for his homeland and its boyhood associations: `` Not men-folk, but the fields where I would stray, The stones where as a child I used to play ''.

So I can hear you while I'm checkin' the car.

Still nursing anger I listlessly thumbed a car that was slowly approaching, its pre-war chrome nearly blinding me.

Looking back I saw a gray-haired man getting out of his halted car and trying to read our license number.

I saw Johnson's bottle snatched from his hand, saw it go in a swirl of foam just behind the second car.

I swam like mad, got out of the pool, grabbed my robe, and ran to the car.

I was so scared well, I just ran to my car and came here ''.

Shortly before nine I drove my jalopy to the street facing the Lake and parked the car in shadows far enough away from the rendezvous corner but near enough to keep the corner in clear view.

A few minutes later I saw my Uncle's car drive up and a woman's figure emerge and walk to the corner.

`` I didn't know I was gonna have company in this car ''.

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 stayed on the car for a few minutes until, turning right, it entered a huge square, Bayezit, with the Bayezit Mosque on the right and the gate to the university just beyond it.

They were always leaping to light cigarettes, open car doors, fill plates or glasses, and I mistrusted the whole lot of them to the same degree that I mistrusted bake shops that called themselves `` Sanitary Bake Shops ''.

`` I see the girl but I don't see the car with slacks on ''.

`` Forgot to get something out of the car '', I told him, showing him my ticket.

I went back to the agency car and got out an electric bug, one of the newest devices for electronic shadowing.

I always keep a set in the car.

I waited until the parking attendant was busy with a customer, then slipped around the back of the car with license number JYM 114, attached the electronic bug to the rear bumper and walked out.

I wasn't far behind him when he entered the parking lot and hurried over to his car.

I hurried over to the agency heap, jumped in, started the motor and was just in time to see the car I wanted to shadow turn to the left.