Don’t they ever?

They do sometimes.

They all liked Ag.

They were both disgusted.

They were very frightened.

They’re wops, ain’t they?

They were glad to let her.

They all came just like that.

They were scattered on the bed.

They made a fire with driftwood.

“They aren’t striking,” he said.

Why they came East I don’t know.

They were gone through the woods.

They were carrying Sam Cardinella.

“But they won’t strike,” Nick said.

“They’re crooks, ain’t they?” said Boyle.

“Do they miss me?” she cried ecstatically.

They were still in their wrappers unopened.

Just carts loaded with everything they owned.

They could see from his back how angry he was.

Across the bay they found the other boat beached.

I don’t hear them because they are not important.

They came around a bend and a dog came out barking.

They came out onto the gallows through a door in the wall.

When they’re not they make a lot of trouble for everybody.

Drevitts got frightened when he found they were both dead.

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

They were swearing at him and flopping the cape in his face.

They rushed it, and officers came out alone and worked on it.

They swung their weight against the shafts of the cant-hooks.

They tried to get over it, and we potted them from forty yards.

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

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

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

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

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

They did not even remember that he was middleweight boxing champion.

They could both see the two steel rods at an angle over the dark water.

They whack-whacked the white horse on the legs and he kneed himself up.

They sprinkled the surface like a handful of shot thrown into the water.

She was intent on the rod all the time they trolled, even when she talked.

Liz and Mrs. Smith were cooking for four days for them before they started.

They pulled the boat up the beach and Nick lifted out a pail of live perch.

If no one came for them they would be left to waterlog and rot on the beach.

Liz took her coat off the peg on the kitchen wall and they went out the door.

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

They sat down in the shelter of the warehouse and Jim pulled Liz close to him.

They sat on the blanket without touching each other and watched the moon rise.

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

They were trolling on their way to the point to set night lines for rainbow trout.