He had been like that since about four o’clock in the morning.

Two Austrian dead lay in the rubble in the shade of the house.

If you think the logs are stolen, take your stuff and get out.

We’d jammed an absolutely perfect barricade across the bridge.

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

Manuel Garcia climbed the stairs to Don Miguel Retana’s office.

Uncle George was standing against the wall, looking at his arm.

She pulled hard on the oars and the boat went way up the beach.

There was a great shouting going on in the grandstand overhead.

There were four big beech logs lying almost buried in the sand.

One of the white men sat on his cot with his head in his hands.

In the shanty nearest the road there was a light in the window.

They all watched him walk up the hill and go inside the cottage.

Jim pulled the burlap sacks off the deer and Liz looked at them.

He pushed the shells back in against the spring of the magazine.

I always watch for the longest day in the year and then miss it.

The carts were jammed for thirty miles along the Karagatch road.

Dick picked up the axes and Eddy took the saw down from the tree.

Close beside the boat a big trout broke the surface of the water.

He had casually conferred on me the freedom of the neighbourhood.

And I had the high intention of reading many other books besides.

Another trout broke water, feeding on the other side of the boat.

They rowed on out of sight of the mill, following the shore line.

She was afloat in the boat on the water with the moonlight on it.

A steep sandy road ran down the hill to the bay through the timber.

They were seated in the boat, Nick in the stern, his father rowing.

Nick watched his father’s hands scrubbing each other with the soap.

I enjoyed the counter-raid so thoroughly that I came back restless.

Have you read The Rise of the Coloured Empires by this man Goddard?

Eddy hung the saw up by one of its handles in the crotch of a tree.

She came in with the boat and ran the second line out the same way.

Manuel, standing in the hallway, felt there was someone in the room.

The corridor was high and narrow with tiers of cells on either side.

In spite of Hungary, he believed altogether in the world revolution.

He was very eager to walk over the pass while the weather held good.

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

They laid Maera down on a cot and one of the men went for the doctor.

The blood had flowed down into a pool where his body sagged the bunk.

She walked over to the edge of the dock and looked down to the water.

Nick went back and lay down with his face in the blanket by the fire.

The other lay flat on his cot with a blanket wrapped around his head.

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.

“There’ll be coals left to start the fire in the morning,” Nick said.

Before he went back to the front they went into the Duomo and prayed.

Do you always watch for the longest day of the year and then miss it?

Boyle shot one off the seat of the wagon and one out of the wagonbox.

“Here’s all the ones we missed A. J.,” said Jim and downed his liquor.

Ag wrote him many letters that he never got until after the armistice.

Liz sat at the table after she put on the food and ate with the family.