He knew how big a man he was.

She knew it was for the best.

Beyond the hills he knew the moon was coming up.

There were only a few patients, and they all knew about it.

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

They knew that presently dinner would be over and a little later the evening too would be over and casually put away.

And so it happened that on a warm windy evening I drove over to East Egg to see two old friends whom I scarcely knew at all.

She didn’t want to go to bed yet because she knew Jim would be coming out and she wanted to see him as he went out so she could take the way he looked up to bed with her.

She was sorry, and she knew he would probably not be able to understand, but might some day forgive her, and be grateful to her, and she expected, absolutely unexpectedly, to be married in the spring.

I bought a dozen volumes on banking and credit and investment securities, and they stood on my shelf in red and gold like new money from the mint, promising to unfold the shining secrets that only Midas and Morgan and Maecenas knew.