It’s just to let the air in.

He lifted the rod straight up in the air.

The bull had gone clean up in the air with the charge.

There was a shock, and he felt himself go up in the air.

Then something whished through the air and struck by him.

They just let the air in and then it’s all perfectly natural.

All during the meal she would blow out her breath in the cold damp air.

It was bright and cold and the air came cold through the open windshield.

He turned him up, all his legs walking in the air, and looked at his jointed belly.

He looked at the bull going down slowly over on his side, then suddenly four feet in the air.

Kicking like a man keeping a ball in the air, Manuel kept the bull from getting a clean thrust at him.

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

It plugged the mouth of the bottle enough, so the hoppers could not get out and left plenty of air passage.

The bull passed him and the sword shot up in the air, twinkling under the arc-lights, to fall red-hilted on the sand.

There was so much to read, for one thing, and so much fine health to be pulled down out of the young breath-giving air.

He felt the sword buckle as he shoved it in, leaning his weight on it, and then it shot high in the air, end-over-ending into the crowd.

It was made heavy to lift back in the air and come forward flat and heavy and straight to make it possible to cast a fly which has no weight.

As he lowered his head to hook, Zurito sunk the point of the pic in the swelling hump of muscle above the bull’s shoulder, leaned all his weight on the shaft, and with his left hand pulled the white horse into the air, front hoofs pawing, and swung him to the right as he pushed the bull under and through so the horns passed safely under the horse’s belly and the horse came down, quivering, the bull’s tail brushing his chest as he charged the cape Hernandez offered him.