They crawled through the north fence and came on toward him, and now he saw that both were young, not more than nineteen or twenty.

They were going to town, and they were both excited.

They were in a fight, outweighed in both numbers and money.

They had for cover both darkness and a summer storm.

They include both individual fears and collective ones.

They both measure literature by moral standards, and in their political writings both allow for censorship, but the differences between them are also significant.

They even accept the `` double standard '' of sex morality in a double sense, i.e., both sexes agree that standards for men differ from standards for women, and women apply to both sexes a standard different from that held by men.

They were both so young, after all, so unready for any final parting.

They have fine FN actions and a better-than-average finish on both the metal and the stock wood.

They both laughed and winked back.

They both tried to keep smiling and winking for a long time, but it made their lips and eyelids tremble.

In attempting to improve specificity of staining, the fluorescein-labeled antisera used in both direct and indirect methods were treated in one of several ways: ( 1 ) They were passed through Dowex-2-chloride twice and treated with acetone insoluble powders ( Coons, 1958 ) prepared from mouse liver or from healthy sweet clover stems or crown gall tissue produced by Agrobacterium tumefaciens ( E. F. Smith & Townsend ) on sweet clover stems.

They are both trend-following methods.

They were both very fluent.

They would be coming for him next, bearing down on him from both directions.

They were both breathing heavily, out cold, and Shayne didn't think either of them had recognized him or could describe him.

They had learned, both of them, about Abraham Wharf.

They were both painters, ( They were??

They were both discouraged, disgusted and miserable.

They both possess near classic stances, dug in firmly, arms high, set for fierce swings.

They had left both of his eyes uncovered.

They were both walking towards each other, unhurried.

They were a pair of lost, whipped kids, Morgan thought as he went to bed.

They reined in there, Brannon remaining in the saddle while Hogan went to look for Jesse Macklin in the hotel dining room.

They went down in a heap and for a long minute there was nothing to see but flailing arms and legs.

They went as rigid as black statuary six figures, lean and tall and angular, went still.

They went after the squall as mercilessly as a wolf pack after an abandoned cow.

They went well-equipped with everything except knowledge of the `` outback '' country.

They went to the pawnshop of Joseph Miller of 1162 Sixth Avenue.

They were aware that soldiers went to town, in more ways than one, because of the monotony of camp life, to find the only release available in the absence of movies, reading rooms, and playing fields with adequate athletic equipment.

They went up against an SS unit of comparable size, over a little rise of ground, over an open field.

They went to the Flea Market, expecting to find the treasures of Europe, and found instead a duplication of that long double row of booths in Tours.

They went shopping in the neighborhood, and bought two loaves of bread with the ration coupons they had been given in Blois, and some cheese, and a dozen eggs, and a bag of oranges from a peddler in the Place Redoute -- the first oranges they had seen since they landed.

They got it over the side and clambered aboard only a few minutes before their schooner went under.

They went up onto a front porch and into a small hallway where a dim bulb burned high in the ceiling.

They went along the pass talking with each other for a short while until they came to a river roaring with torrent.

They attributed everything that went wrong in Russia to German influence and intrigue.

They looked at the ruins of the old Roman wall on the lower Via Veneto, then they went to the Farnese Gardens.

They went into the sun together and paraded grandly in their war clothes, painting their faces with the sacred attis dug far off in the cave of skeletons.

They had their first real fight, and Bobbie went off to get drunk.

They went downstairs, loaded a tray lavishly.

`` Mike darling '' -- They kissed, and went on kissing.

They left Grothendieck in the care of Wilhelm Heydorn, a Lutheran Pastor and teacher in Hamburg where he went to school.

They went to Nashville for three recording sessions with producer Owen Bradley.

They went on to establish the first mosque in the city.

They even went as far as to say pilots could do “ drive-up take-offs and drive-in landings ”, implying that flying these aircraft was as easy as driving a car.