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

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

Daisy was my second cousin once removed, and I’d known Tom in college.

She hoped he would have a great career, and believed in him absolutely.

“I hate that word ‘hulking,’ ” objected Tom crossly, “even in kidding.”

The woman in the kitchen motioned to the doctor that the water was hot.

The houses were in a big grove of elm trees and the road was very sandy.

She hinted in a murmur that the surname of the balancing girl was Baker.

The young Indian shoved the camp boat off and got in to row Uncle George.

I wrote out for him where to eat in Milano and the addresses of comrades.

“No, thanks,” said Miss Baker to the four cocktails just in from the pantry.

He had no money, and they fed him behind the counter in railway eating houses.

Of course, the great thing in this sort of an affair is not to be shot oneself.

Drevitts and Boyle drove up from the Fifteenth Street police station in a Ford.

In his last year at Princeton he read too much and took to wearing spectacles.

They tried to hold him up against the wall but he sat down in a puddle of water.

Nick heard the oarlocks of the other boat quite a way ahead of them in the mist.

The picador kicked in his spurs, leaned forward and shook his lance at the bull.

I looked back at my cousin, who began to ask me questions in her low, thrilling voice.

It was hard to realize that a man in my own generation was wealthy enough to do that.

I meant nothing in particular by this remark, but it was taken up in an unexpected way.

It was lonely and rainy there, and there was a battalion of arditi quartered in the town.

Into the water left in the kettle he put several things he unwrapped from a handkerchief.

They hanged Sam Cardinella at six o’clock in the morning in the corridor of the county jail.

From Smith’s back door Liz could see ore barges way out in the lake going toward Boyne City.

When they fired the first volley he was sitting down in the water with his head on his knees.

Women and kids were in the carts, crouched with mattresses, mirrors, sewing machines, bundles.

Everybody I knew was in the bond business, so I supposed it could support one more single man.

We were fifty kilometers from the front, but the adjutant worried about the fire in my kitchen.

The men had moved off up the road to sit in the dark and smoke out of range of the noise she made.

They shot the six cabinet ministers at half-past six in the morning against the wall of a hospital.

My family have been prominent, well-to-do people in this Middle Western city for three generations.

It was understood he would not drink, and he did not want to see his friends or anyone in the States.

Fifteen came in a bunch to the front and he sorted them by the dates and read them all straight through.

At two o’clock in the morning two Hungarians got into a cigar store at Fifteenth Street and Grand Avenue.

One hot evening in Milan they carried him up onto the roof and he could look out over the top of the town.

Nick and his father got in the stern of the boat and the Indians shoved it off and one of them got in to row.

To the wingless a more interesting phenomenon is their dissimilarity in every particular except shape and size.

“You ought to live in California⁠—” began Miss Baker, but Tom interrupted her by shifting heavily in his chair.

It was a matter of chance that I should have rented a house in one of the strangest communities in North America.

Nick sat against the wall of the church where they had dragged him to be clear of machine gun fire in the street.

When they had to say goodbye, in the station at Milan, they kissed goodbye, but were not finished with the quarrel.

Giotto, Masaccio, and Piero della Francesca he bought reproductions of and carried them wrapped in a copy of Avanti.

We went to work on the trench and in the morning the sun came up and the day was hot and muggy and cheerful and quiet.

The Indian who was rowing them was working very hard, but the other boat moved further ahead in the mist all the time.

In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since.

I told her how I had stopped off in Chicago for a day on my way East, and how a dozen people had sent their love through me.

There was something pathetic in his concentration, as if his complacency, more acute than of old, was not enough to him any more.

A short time after he contracted gonorrhea from a sales girl in a loop department store riding in a taxicab through Lincoln Park.

He sat down in the sand and puked and they held a cape over him while the crowd hollered and threw things down into the bull ring.