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

They were running from something.

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

They passed ranches that were framed dark gray against the black hills.

They were tethered, army style, on stable lines.

They bawled questions that were not answered in the uproar.

They were about a mile off ; ;

They weren't sleeping, of course, but they thought they were doing him a favor by pretending.

They expected greater things from him, regardless of how trying the circumstances, and they were disappointed.

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

They were free.

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

They were sitting on their heels, rider-fashion, over by the still empty calf wagon.

They were considering it gravely, neither seeming to like what he planned.

They were silent for a little while, each looking glum.

They were all good men.

They were headed straight for each other on a collision course.

`` They were supposed to meet Thor at nine PM for a conference concerning the ad campaign for their soap, a new angle based on this SX-21 stuff ''.

They were married over the week-end, though he was easily sixty and she could not have been even thirty.

They were west of the Sabine, but only God knew where.

They were engulfed by the weird silence, broken only by the low, angry murmur of the river.

They were already swollen to bursting.

They poured through the opening in the valley, then spread out in a long line to come at us, brandishing their lances and filling the morning with their spine-chilling scalp cry.

They lay a little too stiffly, with their eyes straining to stay closed.

They wouldn't o' stood no chance with you in a plain, straight-out shoot-down ''.

They bought rustled cattle from the outlaw, kept him supplied with guns and ammunition, harbored his men in their houses.

They have pulled out all my teeth and now she will carve out my tongue with her hacksaw!!

They include the Navy's Atlantic Command at Norfolk, Virginia, which is in contact with the Polaris subs ; ;

They, too, have fragments of the go code with them.

They saw it before I did, even with my binoculars.

They are huge areas which have been swept by winds for so many centuries that there is no soil left, but only deep bare ridges fifty or sixty yards apart with ravines between them thirty or forty feet deep and the only thing that moves is a scuttling layer of sand.

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

They lay, with the birds hopping from branch to branch above them and the bright sky peeping down at them.

They squatted on their heels with their heads bent far forward, their eyes only a few inches from the ground.

They recognized that slavery was a moral issue and not merely an economic interest, and that to recognize it explicitly in their Constitution would be in explosive contradiction to the concept of sovereignty they had set forth in the Declaration of 1776 that `` all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights, that among them are life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

They look as if they had been sculptured with an unsharpened chisel.

They embrace independent poverty, usually with a `` shack-up '' partner who will help support them.

They feel they are leagued against a hostile, persecutory world, faced with the concerted malevolent opposition of squares and their hirelings, the police.

They bring an inextricable component of value within themselves, with attractions and repulsions native to their own quality.

They move only in accordance with what is in their natures.

They were in fact quietly laughing at him, for their King wished to have nothing to do with the Western world.

They had lost twice with the radical Bryan, and were having no part of Hearst, whom they considered more radical than Bryan.

They kicked their horses through the deep water with their bare heels, drove the Rebels out of their rifle pits and captured four men.

They, however much they were in disagreement with the late Victorians over the method by which Britain was Germanized, agreed with them that the end result was the complete extinction of the previous Celtic population and civilization.

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, too, have links with the city's ills.