There was more to this than Jones had told him.

There was no one but me.

There was a ragged volley.

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

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

There was an artificial lake just out of sight in the first stand of trees, fed by a half dozen springs that popped out of the ground above the hillside orchard.

There was no chance.

There was no moon.

There a dozen giant monitors played their seventy-five-foot jets of water against the huge seam of tertiary gravel which was the mountainside.

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

There was a peculiar density about it, a thick substance that could be sensed but never identified, never actually perceived.

There was some idle talk, a listless discussion of this or that small happening during the day's drive.

There was to be no gunplay.

There was a light in Black's front room, but drawn curtains prevented any view of the interior.

There was no lock on the door, only an iron hook which he unfastened.

There was raw fury in his eyes, and the veins of his neck were swollen.

There was a feeling that this mission would be canceled like all the others and that this muddy wet dark world of combat would go on forever.

There was not enough room to make the usual vertical bomb run.

There was, of course, no way for the other planes to get by them.

There was no time to pick out a penny ; ;

There was a blur just under my focus of vision, a crash ; ;

There had been a good second or two during which my muffler had been blowing out, and now I was certain I'd seen her somewhere before.

There was something about the contour of her face, her smile that was like New Orleans sunshine, the way she held her head, the way she walked -- there was scarcely anything she did which did not fascinate me.

There was a full field hospital inside the Reliant Arena, which cared for the entire Katrina refugee community.

There she received her first education in Latvian primary school at a refugee camp in Lübeck, Germany.

There are ten refugee camps in Jordan.

There are two sets of teams, those in the Moroccan-controlled portion west of the berm and those in the Sahrawi-controlled region and refugee camps to the east and in Algeria.

There is no legal definition as there is for a refugee.

There are also panels which present a bird ’ s eye view of places like the refugee camps or Jerusalem.

There is historical evidence that Thomas was born in Wales in 1622 and that he was a political refugee who assumed the name " Carrier " upon coming to America.

There are hundreds of active Harki associations in France working to obtain further recognition for what is still a somewhat neglected and unassimilated refugee minority.

There, Singh attended Camp College – a hastily put together arrangement for thousands of refugee students – and led the Sikh Students Federation in Delhi.

There were a number of riots and escapes, as well as accusations of human rights abuses from groups as diverse as refugee advocates, Amnesty International, the Australian Human Rights and Equal Opportunity Commission, ChilOut, Human Rights Watch, and the United Nations, although no charges have ever been laid against any person against such public accusations.

There have been a number of riots and escapes, as well as accusations of human rights abuses from mainly far-left organisations and groups, such as refugee advocates, Amnesty International, the Australian Human Rights and Equal Opportunity Commission, Human Rights Watch, and the United Nations.

There are 2 refugee camps and 1 transit center, housing 36, 440 refugees from Sudan and South Sudan, located in Benishangul-Gumuz Region.

There are many definitions of a refugee, ranging from the most restrictive to the most inclusive.

She engaged a cook, Kyriacou, a Greek refugee, whose eccentricities ( sketched in a chapter of Is There a Nutmeg in the House?

There, Amir meets fellow refugee Soraya Taheri and her family.

There is ( and always was ) a huge discrepancy between " official statistics " ( i. e., numbers issued by the communist regime ) on how many people emigrated from Czechoslovakia and refugee statistics published by UNHCR, which was collecting data on " illegal refugees ".

There were protests in several refugee camps where Kashmiri Pandits have been interred since their ethnic cleansing.

There are several existing refugee camps dotted throughout the country, many well established into proper villages no different in appearance to regular Pakistani villages.

There is growing resentment within Pakistan to the governments improper handling of the Afghan refugee population, and many believe that they should have been better integrated into Pakistani society and be given valid identification cards particularly to those who've been born in the country.

There were also demonstrations in the Gaza Strip and in the Palestinian refugee camp of Ain al-Hilwa in Lebanon.

There are many " slice of life " characterizations of big city people in small roles, such as a tired banana salesman, an angry building superintendent, a refugee with a skin condition who has a crush on June, and a wisecracking sidewalk pitchman.

There is also a campaign kit offering high-quality and well-presented information about the question of Australia's refugee program.

There is also a small number of Christians, perhaps 500 people ; most of those converted while living in refugee camps.