Go on and say it.

Come on and eat, Nick.

No end and no beginning.

And he never told anybody.

Take your stuff and get out.

He turned and shut the gate.

His face was sweaty and dirty.

Oh it’s so big and it hurts so.

Only to get a job and be married.

Maera saw him and then I saw him.

His father finished and stood up.

Jim said “Hello Liz,” and grinned.

He had to stop and wash his hands.

I am, and you are, and you are, and⁠—

He rolled his head over and swallowed.

“Retana,” he said and banged the door.

You and me we’ve made a separate peace.

She was cool and fresh in the hot night.

Jim stirred and curled a little tighter.

Billy Tabeshaw went back and fastened it.

And as I walked on I was lonely no longer.

She lifted his head a little and shook it.

He loved the taste and the feel of whisky.

He felt warm and sticky from the bleeding.

Please don’t try and keep anything from me.

She was quiet now and her eyes were closed.

Mrs. Smith kissed Alonzo and he hugged her.

Liz leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

Jim and Charley were still in the front room.

She tucked it around him neatly and carefully.

We all looked⁠—the knuckle was black and blue.

He was a Magyar, a very nice boy and very shy.

He and Ag could hear them below on the balcony.

It was stiff and hard to lift out of the wagon.

Uncle George and the three Indian men stood up.

Nick turned his head and looked down at Rinaldi.

Marjorie went to the boat and brought a blanket.

He turned me around again, politely and abruptly.

He set down his suitcase and knocked on the door.

A. J. Smith sent for glasses and Liz brought them.

They came around a bend and a dog came out barking.

It was early September and the country was pleasant.

She was cold and miserable and everything felt gone.

The others went down and took the bottles with them.

Liz pushed him, she was so uncomfortable and cramped.

The baby wants to be born and she wants it to be born.

She was thinking about him hard and then Jim came out.

Well, it’s a fine book, and everybody ought to read it.

Villalta became one with the bull and then it was over.

We waited till he got one leg over and then potted him.