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I and know
`` 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.

I and you
`` I could use some help '', Morgan said finally, `` but I can't afford to pay you anything.
You fell down in front of the house, and I carried you in.
I gave you a drink and then you went to sleep ''.
`` I mean, we don't have any way to get there and we can't expect you to quit work just to take us to town ''.
I saw you driftin away -- but I tried.
And you wanted no part of me when I had so much to give.
God in Heaven, I can't refuse you now.
`` I made you what you are '', Gavin whispered.
`` I made you so you could stand up.
I made you a man ''.
The charge, I tell you ''!!
`` That quirt -- I ought to use it on you, where it would do the most good.
`` I thought I told you to stay home ''.
`` I won't even try to thank you ''.
He said in a studied voice, `` I didn't do it for you.

I and wrote
I don't even remember who wrote it but it was one of those 15th or 16th century poets.
Though I had a great dread of the island and felt I would never leave it alive, I eagerly wrote down everything she told me about its women.
Time's editor, Thomas Griffith, in his book, The Waist-High Culture, wrote: `` most of what was different about it ( the Deep South ) I found myself unsympathetic to.
Later Helion wrote of this phase: `` For years I built for myself a subtle instrument of relationships -- colors and forms without a name.
She wrote in her journal, `` I have not heard the least profane language since I have been on board the vessel.
Consequently, on October 31, 1896, Mrs. King wrote to Thompson, quite against her daughter's wishes, asking him not to `` recommence a correspondence which I believe has been dropped for some weeks ''.
O my genius, young and ripening, you would swear, -- when I wrote them ; ;
In `` My Song's Young Virgin Date '', for example, Thompson wrote: `` Yea, she that had my song's young virgin date Not now, alas, that noble singular she, I nobler hold, though marred from her once state, Than others in their best integrity.
Sturley on November 4 answered a letter from Quiney written on October 25 which imported, wrote Sturley, `` that our countriman Mr. Wm. Shak. would procure us monei: which I will like of as I shall heare when, wheare & howe: and I prai let not go that occasion if it mai sort to ani indifferent condicions.
Baker wrote: `` I tooke order with Sr. E. Grevile for the payment of Ceartaine monei beefore his going towardes London.
He said he was a friend of Heywood Broun who had run a free employment bureau for several months during the depression, but the generous Broun to whom I wrote did not know his name and I somehow conceived the morbid notion that the man in question was prowling round the house.
Mr. Burlingham, -- `` C.C.B. '' -- wrote to me once about an old friend of mine, S. K. Ratcliffe, whom I had first met in London in 1914 and who also came out for a week-end in Weston.
It also happened with the Inauguration, which was not re-run at all during the evening hours, and I wrote to the TV editor of the Times.
I wrote her that I'd met up with Eileen and that old bonds had proved too strong and asked her to send my clothes down by express.
In December I wrote her with authority that we would meet on the steps of the Hotel Astor, a rendezvous spot that I had learned was the most sophisticated.
But in order to keep Letch in the public eye and out of trouble, I wrote in a part especially for him -- that of a dashing ruffian who `` sees the light '' and is saved by the inspiring example of Mother Cabrini.
`` I wrote Bill in my last letter to forget that I had told him that I didn't mean to reconsider my decision not to change my mind -- and he seems to have misunderstood me ''.

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