If `` Jack the Courtier '' is really to be taken as Swift, the following remark is obviously Steele's comment on Swift's change of parties and its effect on their friendship: `` I assure you, dear Jack, when I first found out such an Allay in you, as makes you of so malleable a Constitution, that you may be worked into any Form an Artificer pleases, I foresaw I should not enjoy your Favour much longer ''.

I worked for a day on this plainly ridiculous assignment and consulted several of my own well-informed sources.

Maybe I could call Rimanelli at the magazine Rottosei where he worked.

I worked on the Schuylkill Expressway and if it had not been for the big trucks carrying rock and concrete there wouldn't be an Expressway.

I know this worked.

We have not the leisure, or the patience, or the skill, to comprehend what was working in the mind and heart of a then recent graduate from the Harvard Divinity School who would muster the audacity to contradict his most formidable instructor, the majesterial Andrews Norton, by saying that, while he believed Jesus `` like other religious teachers '', worked miracles, `` I see not how a miracle proves a doctrine ''.

So, I put my Bible to the practical test of noting what it says about itself, and then tested it to see how it worked.

While I worked, Nadine sat and cried.

It was in 1904 he and I worked together – the Abercrombie forgery case – you remember he was run down in Brussels.

However, Curie also worked with unshielded X-ray tubes during World War I, and analysis of her skeleton during a reburial showed a relatively low level of radioisotope burden.

Walter Quin, tutor to the future Charles I, worked hard on multilingual anagrams on the name of father James.

I was not sure the magic worked outside the church walls ... in the open air of Mississippi.

I had marched, I had voted, I had gone to jail on political actions and worked for the candidates I believed in.

In an article he submitted for the medical journal The Lancet during World War I, Fleming described an ingenious experiment, which he was able to conduct as a result of his own glass blowing skills, in which he explained why antiseptics were killing more soldiers than infection itself during World War I. Antiseptics worked well on the surface, but deep wounds tended to shelter anaerobic bacteria from the antiseptic agent, and antiseptics seemed to remove beneficial agents produced that protected the patients in these cases at least as well as they removed bacteria, and did nothing to remove the bacteria that were out of reach.

I worked on him a good deal in 1947 and 1948, when I first came to know you.

Whatever my mistakes or failings, I could not imagine that I should find myself at the center of such a political campaign as has been worked up round my name in the West.

She said, `` I guess the Lord looks out for fools, drunkards, and innocents ''.

Still, I was disgusted with myself for agreeing with Montero's methods.

I saw the clergyman kneel for a moment by the twitching body of the man he had shot, then run back to his position.

Now under me I could see him for what he really was, a boy dressed up in streaks of paint.

He pointed out the switch to me and for a moment I foolishly believed that he would let deed follow words.

Now, here was something of obvious importance to me, yet when I reached for the tickets he snatched them away from my hand.

Having nothing else to do except wait for my forms to be processed, I gave myself over to speculations concerning the hall itself.

For although I had crossed a corner of the hall on my way to the toilet I still could not tell for sure how far to the rear the darkness extended.

I had for some time been hoping, in vain, for one of the dim figures to pass between the fan vents and myself.

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.

I was constantly searching for clues around the neighborhood of the hall.

I returned to the hall, despite my dislike for the clerk.

When I went for my interview with the director I saw why.

No one was behind it, but in the rear wall of the office I noticed, for the first time, a door which had been left partially open.

Was I sure, he asked, that I knew what I was applying for??

Though I doubted that he would understand me, I told the director my motives for applying.

He said in a studied voice, `` I didn't do it for you.

I did it for the valley.

I was just doing my job, just following orders, and for that he's going to kill me.

`` I don't have many strays coming to my front door '', he said.

`` All my life '', he said, `` I tried.

`` I hate to leave my garden '', Gavin said.

I loved my garden ''.

`` I never felt better in my life '', Fiske blustered.

In the brief moment I had to talk to them before I took my post on the ring of defenses, I indicated I was sickened by the methods men employed to live and trade on the river.

Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Gray Eyes rushing at me with a knife.

I could see them in my sights.

I found his chest in my sights.

At the last second I dropped my sights from the bare chest and bright red circle to the chest of his pony.

In my sights I watched him looming bigger and bigger.

Such was my state of mind that I did not question the possibility of this ; ;

I would turn away from my writing in the hope of getting a good look at them but I never quite succeeded.

I withdrew my hand.

This light did not penetrate very far back into the hall, and my eyes were hindered rather than aided by the dim daylight entering through the fan vents when I tried to pick out whatever might be lying, or squatting, on the floor below.

No sooner would I turn my head away from the counter before he would address me, at times quite sharply, in order to bring back my attention.