The boards were hard.

They were both disgusted.

The people were all kind.

They were glad to let her.

They were very frightened.

All the cells were occupied.

We were in a garden in Mons.

Up the street were other dead.

Their officers were very fine.

They were scattered on the bed.

We were going to the Champagne.

They were gone through the woods.

They were carrying Sam Cardinella.

The men were just home that was all.

There were chimney swifts in the sky.

Things were getting forward in the town.

All the piles of lumber were carried away.

There were pools of water in the courtyard.

Three of the men to be hanged were negroes.

She was quiet now and her eyes were closed.

They were still in their wrappers unopened.

Jim and Charley were still in the front room.

All the shutters of the hospital were nailed shut.

Then one year there were no more logs to make lumber.

There were two hooks attached to a leader on each rod.

There were six or seven of them including two priests.

His eyes were shining and his hair was a little rumpled.

The Hungarians were backing their wagon out of an alley.

There were wet dead leaves on the paving of the courtyard.

Drevitts got frightened when he found they were both dead.

It was dim and quiet, and there were other people praying.

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

She liked it about how white his teeth were when he smiled.

Five men sentenced to be hanged were in the five top cells.

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

Water buffalo and cattle were hauling carts through the mud.

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

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

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

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

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

Ahead were the lights of the shanties where the Indian bark-peelers lived.

Her breasts felt plump and firm and the nipples were erect under his hands.

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

Carts were jammed solid on the bridge with camels bobbing along through them.

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

He looked across the bay to the hills that were beginning to sharpen against the sky.

We were frightfully put out when we heard the flank had gone, and we had to fall back.

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

The others went on ahead of him down to the lake shore where the logs were buried in the sand.