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 had been no sign of a rifleman and no track or trace to show that anyone had been near.

There were no tracks of either hoofs or boots.

There were no less than six or seven saloons in Ganado, not counting the lower class dives, all vying for the trade of celebrating miners and teamsters.

There was no valley like this on your map.

There was no real sign of the river now, just a roiling, oily ribbon of liquid movement through muddy waters that reached everywhere.

There was no doubt that Herr Schaffner meant every word of what he said.

There was no reply so he shoved it open with his foot and stepped inside.

There is no room for error or waste.

There are almost no fictional treatments of the industrialized south ''.

There is no more `` plot '' than that ; ;

There is no justification for such misrepresentation.

There is no socially existential answer to the question.

There is no selectivity ; ;

There is no necessity, I suppose, to assert that Mr. Faulkner is Southern.

There is another kind of ardor, a quiet, sure devotion to the fundamental decencies of human life, but no angry utopian contentions.

There were no reasons for such suppositions then.

There are rumours that the firm is going to produce a 600 cc road bike based on the Moto2 GP project bike.

There were rumours that the German Grand Prix might be moved to the more popular track, yet the opposite happened, as the Solitude races were canceled after 1965, while the GP had returned to the Nürburgring Nordschleife in 1961.

There were many more games, such as two Sega Crazy Taxi machines, 6 Sega Sea Hawk machines, one Sega Star Wars Trilogy Arcade sit-down machine, double two-player linked Mario Kart Arcade GP cabinets, several sports arcade games including Sega Air Trix, Virtua Tennis, Sega World Series Baseball, Bowl-O-Rama, Sega Marine Fishing, F & F Super Bikes, an extremely rare Sega Flash Beat, two Fruit Ninjas, and many others.

There a two private GP practices in the town.

There were also two GP versions of the S2 EXA made.

There is also a GP surgery.

There are five main cups to compete in GP mode.

There would be a controversy over cigarette ads in games marketed to children upon the release of another Sega racing game, Super Monaco GP in 1989.

There he worked as an OB-GYN in Syracuse, New York and as a GP in Ruidoso, New Mexico, though he later joined NASA's space lab research team in Huntsville, Alabama.

There is also a fire station, a public library, a GP clinic and two dental surgeries, and the area is well-served by local bus services as well as by the Tyne and Wear Metro, at Seaburn station.

There is one GP in the Standard class.

There is also a GP and a nurse / physiotherapist.