They were dirty, their clothes were torn, and the girl was so exhausted that she fell when she was still twenty feet from the front door.

Her blond hair was frowzy, her dress torn in several places, and her shoes were so completely worn out that they were practically no protection.

She was amazingly light, and so relaxed in his arms that he wasn't even sure she was conscious.

It was a fair fight, the boy provoked it -- Big Charlie told me so.

It was nice then, so peaceful and quiet.

The Gap looming before him -- the place where had confronted Jack English on that day so many years ago -- was his exit from all that had meaning to him.

Evidently this was a precaution so that mounts would be available in an emergency.

He grabbed her by the shoulders and went down on one knee, taking her weight so that some of the wind was driven out of him.

He had forgotten that she was so pretty.

The water was there, so much of it that it spread all through the dead orchard.

There was brush, and stands of pine that no grass could grow under, and places so steep that cattle wouldn't stop to graze.

clutched her throat and sucked up the moisture in her mouth so that her tongue was dry and hard and stuck to the roof of her mouth and her teeth were clenched together in the rigid fixture of her jaws.

He could move very quickly, she knew ( although he seldom found occasion to do so ), but he was more wiry than truly strong.

One thing was certain -- his method was effective, so effective that after a time even the warning notices were often unnecessary.

If we was both armed, you wouldn't talk so tough ''.

Seeing them waiting there at the foot of Emigrant Rock was so overwhelming that, for a good minute after they rounded the bend and started down the grade leading toward them, Matilda could not speak at all.

Against all expectation, Carmer was inside, clearly enjoying himself to the hilt and already so tipsy that it seemed unlikely he was bothering to note anything or anyone about him.

An Ah coudn ansuh him an so Ah said ' Aw right, Ah gay-ess, an his fathuh didn uttuh one wohd an aftuh Huhmun was gone, the majuh laughed an tole me thet he an the bawh had been hevin an occasional drink t'gethuh f'ovuh a yeah, onleh an occasional one, but just the same it was behahn mah back, an Ah doan think thet's nahce at all, d'you ''??

The way his red rubber lips were stretched across his pearly little teeth I thought he was only having a little joke, but, no, he wanted me to bend down from the roar of wind so he could roar something into my ear.

She was still hugging the stained coat around her, so I said, `` Relax, let me take your things.

In the 1970s, former CIA man Charles McCarry began the Paul Christopher series with The Tears of Autumn ( 1978 ), which was well-written, with believable tradecraft.

As with other producers of Saturday morning cartoons, Filmation was more concerned with quantity rather than quality ; however, it did make a number of attempts to rise above the standard animated fare and produce reasonably well-written cartoons.

) He describes the acting he has done as " a little more difficult than if you had a regularly well-written script – like, if I was going to be in, say, Reservoir Dogs, or The Godfather, or Dances with Wolves or Lawrence of Arabia or ER, I had to talk to a car.

The New Yorker wrote that it was " full of soap-opera clichés ," and, while allowing for " some well-written patches of wryly amusing dialogue ," Time rejected it as a " damp fable .... the screenplay turns on all the emotional faucets of a Woman's Home Companion serial.

Disney Family Entertainment rated it three stars out of five and remarked that it was not " great literature ", but it was well-written and would be an entertaining summer reading book.

Coligny's papers were seized and burned by the queen mother ; among them, according to Brantôme, was a history of the civil war, " very fair and well-written, and worthy of publication ".

Creighton was famous for spending as much time crafting his prose as he did in research, and Creighton often claimed that the best historical work should read like a well-written novel.

Harold Greenberg identified that there was a demand for well-written Canadian scripts, but not enough resources to fund them into production.

This success was followed up by the production of the Comédiens ( 1820 ), an inferior play, with little plot, and the Paria ( 1821 ), which contained some well-written choruses.

He was apt to look more to the form than the substance, and attached too much importance to the verbal victory of a well-written dispatch ; but when the opportunity was given him he showed higher qualities.

When initially released, the film was praised by critics, who cited the special effects, well-written script and eye-popping color ( prints by Technicolor ) as being its major assets.

Without reading it, New York Times writer Dwight Garner initially dismissed the book ; upon chiding by readers of his column, he wrote " Boy, was I wrong about it-it's exceedingly well-written and explores an American subculture, one Jordan has been working in for more than a decade, with real tact and feeling and humor.

The game was acclaimed for both its highly tactical gameplay and its well-written storyline that touches on issues such as class, privilege, religion, and politics.

The program was generally well received by viewers, but critical opinion was somewhat polarised: a Sydney Morning Herald team compiling the newspaper's 2004 " Couch Potato " Awards was divided between those who found the program annoying, and those who found it well-written and entertaining.

Average memory access time was 14. 5 milliseconds, but its instruction addressing architecture could reduce this dramatically for well-written programs.

Crawdaddy was a generational magazine known for its well-written, insightful profiles particularly of musicians, but also actors, athletes and other celebrities prominent in 1970s pop culture, including Sly Stone, Bob Marley, the Who, Eric Clapton, the Rolling Stones, Mel Brooks, John Belushi, Jack Nicholson, Gregg Allman, Muhammad Ali, Joni Mitchell, Bonnie Raitt, Linda Ronstadt, Roxy Music, Little Feat, George Carlin, Randy Newman, Paul Butterfield, Brian Eno and Roy Orbison.

The award is given to games with well-written rules, as it was felt that too many good games were spoilt by incomprehensible rules.

The original Italian edition was considered so well-written during the time of Don Bosco that, along with his History of Italy and Ecclesiastical History, it was used in many public schools as part of the course materials on the Italian language.

While the series regularly capitalized on Walker's rugged frame with frequent bare-chested scenes, it was well-written and acted.

When they were closer and he saw that one was a woman, he was more puzzled than ever.

Morgan hesitated, thinking that if this was a trick, it was a good one.

There was no one but me.

The pony herd was the one flaw in our defense ; ;

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

There was only one place where Jake Carwood's description had gone badly awry: the peace and quiet.

The town was about what Wilson expected: one main street with its rows of false-fronted buildings, a water tower, a few warehouses, a single hotel ; ;

only the counter at one end was lighted by a long fluorescent tube suspended directly above it.

In the mornings, I was informed, fluorescent tubes, similar to the one above the counter, illuminated the entire hall.

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.

The one thing they had in common was their hatred.

When they reached their neighbor's house, Pamela said a few polite words to Grace and kissed Melissa lightly on the forehead, the impulse prompted by a stray thought -- of the type to which she was frequently subject these days -- that they might never see one another again.

There was only one place where the mountain might receive her -- that unnamed, unnameable pool harbored in its secret bosom.

But she was caught in it, and she faced the terrible possibility that, if it were a dream, it was one from which she might never awaken.

That was another one of those traps.

At one and the same time, she was within it but still searching for the drawbridge that would give her entry.

All the doors were open at this hour except one, and it was toward this that Stevens made his way with Russ close at his shoulder.