I better go.

We better go.

You better try it.

I guess that’s better.

Maybe it will get better.

You better stay way out of it.

You better have another piece.

You better go see Ole Andreson.

“Do you feel better?” he asked.

It made his stomach feel better.

“But it will go better,” he said.

“I better go find Hogan,” I said.

They were better than fresh apricots.

“It’s better than baseball,” Bill said.

But you had better stay on as my servant.

You better go back to town and stay there.

You better watch out to keep Prudie, Nick.

“We better have some more beer,” John said.

“Better get one,” said a man in a derby hat.

“You better go around, bright boy,” Al said.

“I better go back and see George,” Nick said.

His father said, “You better go to bed, Nick.”

“I’d better go up the street,” the motorman said.

There wasn’t anybody ever boxed better than Jack.

“Better save some for your ride back,” Hogan said.

George thought I better come and tell you about it.

“It’s better for him than not sleeping,” Hogan said.

“Well,” said George, “you better not think about it.”

It ought to be better out in the country than in town.

“He’d be better not to do any work at all,” Hogan said.

“Better give him five minutes,” Al said from the kitchen.

You will be able to play football again better than ever.

“Well,” says Jack, “you better go back to town, Soldier.”

“You’d better not saw it up then, Dick,” he said, shortly.

“The papers said they never saw a better faena,” Manuel said.

‘You’d better find out,’ the priest said, and put the blanket back.’

It’ll be all right for bait but it’s better with the ventral fin in.

We washed up and Jack said we better go out and get something to eat.

“You better not have anything to do with it at all,” Sam, the cook, said.

Perhaps it would be better to put it back under the seat, against the wall.

“I’d better take the bags over to the other side of the station,” the man said.

She smiled better on one side than on the other and turned the good side toward us.

The three with the medals were like hunting-hawks; and I was not a hawk, although I might seem a hawk to those who had never hunted; they, the three, knew better and so we drifted apart.