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This, he was sure, was the way they would act ; ;
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was and sure
She was amazingly light, and so relaxed in his arms that he wasn't even sure she was conscious.
Next to him was a young boy I was sure had sat near me at one of the trading sessions.
Was I sure, he asked, that I knew what I was applying for??
She was sure she would reach the pool by climbing, and she clung to that belief despite the increasing number of obstacles.
But I'm sure the other one was Lou ''.
Ramey heard the words again inside, weakened, the way moving water sounds through a grove of trees, until he was not sure whether it was sound or light-headedness pressing in his ears.
No one seemed to know for sure what had happened, nor was there any purpose or responsibility in the muttering feet and urgent voices behind the driver, beyond finding out.
`` I was expecting it, sure.
He had suspected this guy was trouble, and now he was sure of it.
Bang-Jensen said you told correspondents that you had checked in advance to make sure the term ' aberrant conduct ' was not libelous.
By now she was sure she was going to have a baby, deciding it would be born in India or Burma that November.
When he heard that Paul Whiteman was looking for singers to replace the Rhythm Boys, Mercer applied and got the job, `` not for my voice, I'm sure, but because I could write songs and material generally ''.
A special guard was posted at my end of the bridge to make sure I didn't cross, the ludicrousness of the situation being revealed fully in that everyone else -- men, women, and children, dogs, cats, horses, cars, trucks, baby carriages -- could cross Kehl bridge into Kehl without surveillance.
Lincoln was sure that he would not be re-elected.
It was the oldest and toughest question young lovers have ever asked: How can you be sure??
The three would never meet again, but for some reason or other Mr. Podger was sure he would always remember the incident.
I am sure that they did when Eisenhower was President.
He was not sure what kind of a man he had in hand.
was and way
He was thinking that the way she had responded to his own kiss hadn't meant what he had believed it had.
He might tell her how sorry a spectacle she was making of herself, pretending to be blind to the way Julia Fortune had taken Dean's affections from her.
Then he was on his way at a gallop.
In his mood, it was the best way to handle him ; ;
`` Fred was mighty crude about the way he took in cattle '' his own hired man, Andy Ross, mentioned later.
The mere fact that the tall figure with the rifle and field glasses had been seen riding that way was enough to frighten three rustling homesteaders out of the Upper Laramie country in a single week.
The hands and their bosses saw him as a lone knight of the range, waging a dedicated crusade against a lawless new society that was threatening a beloved way of life.
From the way the wound in his head was itching, Dan knew that it would heal.
She was glad, completely and unselfishly glad, to see that things were working out the right way for both Sally and Dan.
Even the knowledge that she was losing another boy, as a mother always does when a marriage is made, did not prevent her from having the first carefree, dreamless sleep that she had known since they dropped down the canyon and into Bear Valley, way, way back there when they were crossing those other mountains.
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.
Leading his pony, he hurried that way, not remounting till he was well below the level of the surrounding range.
There was, of course, no way for the other planes to get by them.
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.
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.
It was nearly sundown and he went to the back of the wagon, half-swimming his way, for he was not a tall man.
was and they
When they were closer and he saw that one was a woman, he was more puzzled than ever.
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.
Cabot turned back to the men and he was drunk with the thing they would do, wild to break from the cloying warmth of the saloon into the cold of the ebbing night.
It was a relief when they finally came.
It was hotter once they reached the flat, and drier, but the grass was better.
It was, I felt, possible that they were men who, having received no tickets for that day, had remained in the hall, to sleep perhaps, in the corners farthest removed from the counter with its overhead light.
It was all right to put a bunch of ranchers onto horses, to call them Night Riders, to set out to attack the largest mining combination the country had ever seen if all they wanted was adventure.
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.
His face was stiff with anger when they let go of his arms.
Once the door was open, they crowded him inside the dark building.
He was uttering threats in a low but savage voice when they closed and padlocked the door.
Haying time was close at hand, and they needed some strong branches to repair a hay rack.
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.
The wound in his scalp was examined, pronounced healing, and well doctored with simples, before they dished up the victuals.
Out in the center of the circle the farmer, who was Dan, wasted no time when they came to the line, `` The farmer choose his wife ''.
Fleischman with eight was to patrol the Leyte Gulf area, with his main task to get any kamikaze before they got to the ships.
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