His superiors had also preached this saying it was the way for eternal honor.
Land based radar would help with this task.
Obviously the bridal pair has many adjustments to make to their new situation.
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I never dreamed it would be you, Bartley.
I had orders to allow no one to pass.
The matter was talked about at dinner.
He stood for a moment in awkward constraint, his pipe in his hand.
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He protected her, and she strengthened him.
“My name is Phoebe Pyncheon,” said the girl, with a manner of some reserve; for she was aware that her new acquaintance could be no other than the daguerreotypist, of whose lawless propensities the old maid had given her a disagreeable idea.
“It’s surely a terrible storm outside,” said the merchant’s eldest daughter, as the wind rattled the tiles of the roof and the rain beat in torrents against the doors and windows.
Grethel wept bitterly, and said to Hansel, “What will become of us?”
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In many of his poems death comes by train a strongly evocative visual image.
His artistic accomplishments guaranteed him entry into any social gathering.
She had your dark suit in greasy wash water all year.
Barb burned paper and leaves in a big bonfire.
Will you tell me why.
Destroy every file related to my audits.
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Haste, lest you damn me to spend eternity as a filthy gaunt of darkness.
Immediately she pointed to the bank out of which she had emerged and said, “House no good, house no good!”
So o k, go ahead, you can finish it.”
There was silence then and, still wondering, Brion was once more asleep.
There are many trustworthy men, and men of Christian faith, to vouch for these and similar events occurring as foretold.
As soon as I was with her as I should be, She said to me: “Why, brother, dost thou not Venture to question now, in coming with me?”
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A man speaks with a tone of extreme anger.
Its yellow bristles, rather a mane than a head of hair, covered and concealed a lofty brow, evidently made to contain thought.
There’s an intense happiness in the man’s tone.
When he looked over his shoulder she was lacing her boots
A man says with a slightly surprised tone
I, whom the Kshatriyas know as Kerim Shah, a prince from Iranistan, am no greater a masquerader than most men.
There’s an intense terror in the man’s tone.
“Why don’t you move the pony?
A man says with a slightly angry tone.
“My name is Phoebe Pyncheon,” said the girl, with a manner of some reserve; for she was aware that her new acquaintance could be no other than the daguerreotypist, of whose lawless propensities the old maid had given her a disagreeable idea.
The man’s voice is filled with an overwhelming sense of disgust.
Truly from this time forward shall my words Be naked, so far as it is befitting To lay them open unto thy rude gaze.”
A man says with a moderately sad tone.
The patience of the meek Theodosius was provoked; and he dissolved in anger this episcopal tumult, which at the distance of thirteen centuries assumes the venerable aspect of the third oecumenical council.
There’s an intense disdain in the man’s tone.
Would he be justified in alluding to the report which associated Bennydeck with Catherine?
A woman says with an extremely disgusted tone.
The camp fire was burning brightly when the first guard, having completed its tour of duty, came galloping in.
A woman speaks with a tone of extreme surprise.
Nature had been prodigal of her kindness to Gwynplaine.
The woman’s tone carries a measured level of fear.
When she coaxed and insisted, I repulsed her quite sternly.
A woman speaks with a tone of extreme sadness.
To teach Cosette to read, and to let her play, this constituted nearly the whole of Jean Valjean’s existence.
Her tone reflects a tempered but still angry expression.
What an instrument is the human voice!
The woman’s tone is filled with an overwhelming feeling of disdain.
“What could be worse, Madam?” cried Miss Milner; “am not I disappointed of the ball?”
