They, and the two large fans which I could dimly see as daylight filtered through their vents, down at the far end of the hall, could be turned on by a master switch situated inside the office.

I quickly turned around and began to drink.

I guided her to the divan, turned off the TV, faced her.

I turned to look at the lubra.

And I select this sentence as its pertinent summation: `` in essence the drama of his ( Eisenhower's ) Presidency can be described as the ordeal of a nation turned conservative and struggling -- thus far with but limited and precarious success -- to give effective voice and force to that conservatism ''.

But every time I suggested this to her, Mrs. Wright turned it down and demanded that I go out and punish Mr. Wright.

I turned around with the percolator in my hand.

The covers slid down his skinny neck so I saw his head, fuzzed like a dandelion gone to seed, but his face was turned to the wall -- there was the pale shadow of his nose on the plaster -- and I thought, Well you don't look much like a pig-drunk bully now.

From there I turned left along Cumhuriyet Cadesi past more hotels and a park on the left, Republic Gardens, and came in a few moments to Taksim Square, one of the hubs of the city, with the Monument of the Republic, erected in 1928, in its center.

Outside I walked past the entrance to St. Sophia, turned left at the end of it, and continued toward a gate in the wall ahead.

One day when he attended a war memorial ceremony in Westminster Abbey his view was obstructed by a stout man on his left, his attention turned to the irregular pattern of the rough slab flooring and someone, clasping him by the arm, whispered, `` I want a word with you, please ''.

`` I like to dance '', she said, then turned and walked away.

As the bus turned into the main highway and headed toward Hanover I settled back in my seat and closed my eyes, thinking over the events of the past two weeks, trying to put the pieces in order.

I turned on the electric bug, and the signal came in loud and clear.

I couldn't see him, but the electric bugging device gave steady beeps when it was straight ahead, short half beeps when the car I was following was to the left, and long drawn-out beeps when it turned to the right.

I turned left too soon and got a signal showing that I was still behind him but he was to the right.

I turned on the device again, half fearful that I might find silence, but the buzzes came in loud and clear.

Pete turned around and said to Marty, `` I guess you think I'm a yellow-bellied hound.

I drove out of the Harbor, turned off into a dirt road among the scrub pine trees and stopped.

`` I'd just turned on the ignition when there was a big flash and I was lying on the driveway '', he said.

In my sights I watched him looming bigger and bigger.

I have more than once sat cross-legged in the grass through a long summer morning and watched without touching while a poppy bud higher than my head slowly but visibly pushed off its cap, unfolded, and shook out like a banner in the sun its flaming vermilion petals.

Anyone who has watched children develop a taste for literature will understand what I mean.

I sat down to wait, and I watched Tessie Alpert, who hadn't moved or said a word but kept staring out of the window.

I didn't say anything, trying to get my throat clear, but I watched him.

At 7:25 two hotel doormen came thumping down the steps, carrying a saw-horse to be set up as a barricade in front of the haberdashery store window next to the entranceway, and as I watched them in their gaudy red coats that nearly scraped the ground, their golden, fringed epaulets and spic, red-visored caps, I suddenly saw just over their shoulders Jessica gracefully making her way through the crowd.

I sat and watched proceedings.

( I watched it on television late one night last week and it `` stands up '' remarkably well, even twenty years later.

I had watched Castro handling his enemies before the paredon.

Jones said of that night, " I watched the Beatles from the side of the stage, I saw the girls going crazy, and I said to myself, this is it, I want a piece of that.

Describing Morris as a teenager, Mark Singer wrote that he " read with a passion the forty-odd Oz books, watched a lot of television, and on a regular basis went with a doting but not quite right maiden aunt (" I guess you'd have to say that Aunt Roz was somewhat demented ") to Saturday matinées, where he saw such films as This Island Earth and Creature from the Black Lagoon — horror movies that, viewed again 30 years later, still seem scary to him.

Van Johnson who also appeared in Pal Joey recalled: " I watched him rehearsing, and it seemed to me that there was no possible room for improvement.

I have watched kids testifying before Congress.

For at least an hour I secretly watched the operations in this community.

In Blade Runner replicant Roy Batty evoked it as he dies, " I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhauser Gate.

He watched the execution of Charles I from the roof of the Countess of Peterborough's London house but fainted before the axe fell.

I actually watched a steel plate catch fire from a burst.

The Japanese march through the city in groups of ten to twenty soldiers and loot the shops (...) I watched with my own eyes as they looted the café of our German baker Herr Kiessling.

I believed him.

Next to him was a young boy I was sure had sat near me at one of the trading sessions.

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.