Then Nick cut across the bay.

Across the river were mountains.

The girl looked across at the hills.

Across the bay they found the other boat beached.

The little man sat looking at him across the desk.

When I came in the house she was dead across the bed.

I taped it around the wrist and twice across the knuckles.

The hills across the valley of the Ebro were long and white.

Young Buckley came in with his patrol from across the river.

Retana said nothing but looked at Manuel across the big desk.

We’d jammed an absolutely perfect barricade across the bridge.

The waiter had taken him across the road and into an old house.

The crowd applauded Hernandez as they marched across the arena.

When he woke there was someone sitting across the table from him.

He wore a derby hat and a black overcoat buttoned across the chest.

Pinin walked across the main room of the hut toward the major’s door.

Minarets stuck up in the rain out of Adrianople across the mud flats.

As they walked three abreast the wife caught his breath across the wind.

The water was lapping in the piles and the point was dark across the bay.

Then she walked across the dock and up the steep sandy road to go to bed.

Zurito pulled his hat down low and looked out across the arena at Manuel.

Always, though, you crossed a bridge across a canal to enter the hospital.

Manuel walked across the sand toward the barrera, while Zurito rode out of the ring.

He looked across the bay to the hills that were beginning to sharpen against the sky.

Across, on the other side, were fields of grain and trees along the banks of the Ebro.

The adjutant looked up at him as he walked awkwardly across the room and out the door.

Retana leaned forward across the desk and pushed a wooden box of cigarettes toward Manuel.

The shadow of a cloud moved across the field of grain and she saw the river through the trees.

We went along a side road that cut up over the hill and cut across the fields back to Hogan’s.

Across the world in distant Australia, the English cricketers were sharpening up their wickets.

He saw the lights of Petoskey and, off across Little Traverse Bay, the lights of Harbour Springs.

Looked as though you could walk across on their backs they were all so bunched and going so smooth.

“Would you pic two bulls for me tomorrow night?” Manuel asked, looking up at Zurito across the table.

From Smith’s back door you could look out across the woods that ran down to the lake and across the bay.

He tossed the grasshopper up into the air and watched him sail away to a charcoal stump across the road.

The shadow of a tree fell abruptly across the dew and ghostly birds began to sing among the blue leaves.

Lousy pics! He looked across the sand at Zurito a little way out from the barrera, his horse rigid, waiting.

I put the bathrobe around him and he holds himself in with one hand under the bathrobe and goes across the ring.

The red door of the toril swung back and for a moment Zurito looked into the empty passageway far across the arena.

‘Well,’ said Olz, ‘when she died I made the report to the commune and I put her in the shed across the top of the big wood.

We were all at the hospital every afternoon, and there were different ways of walking across the town through the dusk to the hospital.

Each time Nick set a heavy slab of driftwood across the butt of the rod to hold it solid and propped it up at an angle with a small slab.

The hospital was very old and very beautiful, and you entered through a gate and walked across a courtyard and out a gate on the other side.

They sat down at the table and the girl looked across at the hills on the dry side of the valley and the man looked at her and at the table.

As he looked down the negro, who had followed behind him as he moved away from the fire, set himself and tapped him across the base of the skull.

We all had the same medals, except the boy with the black silk bandage across his face, and he had not been at the front long enough to get any medals.

The trumpeter, up under the roof, blew for the final act, and Manuel walked across the arena toward where, up in the dark boxes, the president must be.

The major, lying on his bunk, looking at his cloth-covered helmet and his snow-glasses that hung from a nail on the wall, heard him walk across the floor.

They stood together looking out across the country, down over the orchard, beyond the road, across the lower fields and the woods of the point to the lake.

He was up at once, but far out across the sand Manuel and Zurito saw the shine of the pumping flow of blood, smooth against the black of the bull’s shoulder.