He’s just as gentle.

Hogan’s as dumb as I am.

Dark, as his belly went over.

He looked up at us as we passed.

He was about the same size as Al.

She smiled as she opened the bottles.

As the bull saw the horse he charged.

The firelight went as far as the water.

I understand her mother is sore as hell.

You know they’re stolen as well as I do.

The other was sharp as a porcupine quill.

But you had better stay on as my servant.

And as I walked on I was lonely no longer.

Each time, as he swung, the crowd shouted.

Bring as many of your own pics as you want.

“He’s stale as poorhouse cake,” Hogan said.

As Fuentes walked forward the bull charged.

Manuel had jerked clear as the sword jumped.

The shade felt solid and cool as running water.

As he jumped the bull’s tail rose and he charged.

As we waited, the Fascist came up on his bicycle.

“You’re pretty near as old as I am,” Zurito said.

You can watch this or not, Nick, just as you like.

The bull’s head was down as he watched the muleta.

As we passed the churchyard a burial was just over.

The big trees swayed far over in the wind as he watched.

I feel as though everything was gone to hell inside of me.

“So long as it’s over that’s all that matters,” Bill said.

“I’m sorry as hell about her but what could I do?” he said.

As he walked back along the halls he thought of Ag in his bed.

He was looking away so as not to see what his father was doing.

It flopped over his shoulder and made a musical sound as he walked.

“I thought you might be here,” she responded absently as I came up.

He took down his drink as if it were a drop in the bottom of a glass.

He felt lighter, as he had felt before Bill started to talk about it.

As the trout’s back came up out of the water the minnows jumped wildly.

As the American girl passed the office, the padrone bowed from his desk.

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

She loved him as always, but she realized now it was only a boy and girl love.

The rain stopped as Nick turned into the road that went up through the orchard.

It was much lighter on the logging road as the timber was cut away on both sides.

The train, with Nick on it, had passed through Kalkaska as it started to get dark.

As long as McGraw can buy every good ball player in the league there’s nothing to it.

But as the young gentleman said, Ja, Ja, Peduzzi decided to talk altogether in Tyroler.

“I’m stiff,” she complained, “I’ve been lying on that sofa for as long as I can remember.”

Then everything commenced to run faster and faster as when they speed up a cinematograph film.

Or, rather, as I didn’t know Mr. Gatsby, it was a mansion inhabited by a gentleman of that name.

Do not think that I am very much impressed by that as a boxing title, but it meant a lot to Cohn.

As Nick crossed the open field above the orchard the door of the cottage opened and Bill came out.

She screamed just as Nick and the two Indians followed his father and Uncle George into the shanty.