Tried Sentence Examples
He said you tried to call him.
Alex tried to pay, but she wouldn't let him.
I tried to call you on your cell phone, but I didn't get an answer.
You tried to dance and fell upon the floor.
I have tried many machines, and I find the Hammond is the best adapted to the peculiar needs of my work.
He even tried to get custody of Alex.
I have tried it again and again.
She tried again with the same results.
Early cars tried to be faster and faster, to break the 60 mph barrier.
She tried to work the muscles in her lower back with her fingertips, but the effort was worse than the benefit.
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She tried to sound convincing, but her voice faltered.
From that vantage point, if you had tried to look fifty years ahead to what the world would be like in the year 2500 BC, you would have expected very little change.
She tried to identify a sound.
She cradled her throbbing head on her arms and tried to relax.
AdvertisementAdrienne shucked her coat and tried to act nonchalant in spite of the warmth in her cheeks.
For the next week, she tried to stay too busy to think about him.
Then, with the Wizard's help, he tried to fasten some of the wings to the old cab-horse.
Carry this cat away to prison, and keep her in safe confinement until she is tried by law for the crime of murder.
She tried to scream, but no sound came out.
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Rook tried to rise on his forelegs but fell back, pinning his rider's leg.
She could not understand them, but tried to guess what he was saying and inquiringly repeated the words he uttered.
Hadn't he tried to remain aloof?
She tried to smile cheerfully as she looked at him over one shoulder.
AdvertisementShe stretched and tried to relax, but her mind kept returning to Cade - thinking of his warm touch on the palm of her hand.
A second time it tried to carry its load up the rough trunk of the tree, and a second time it failed.
Then it tried the twenty-first time.
All the things they tried and failed, or achieved, we have to redo.
Avoiding his eyes as she walked past him, she tried not to limp.
When he hung this painting outside of his door, some birds flew down and tried to carry the cherries away.
At first his mother tried to answer all his questions.
She tried to stand and winced again.
She tried to slip by quietly, but he glanced up as she passed.
Adrienne tried to pull away from Brandon, but he hung on to her defiantly.
Cynthia leaned over as they drew near one and tried to pet it, but the cow moved away a few steps and began grazing again.
She pounded his chest with her fists and tried to scream.
You tried to feed on her?
Tears were in his eyes; but he tried to look brave.
I tried hard to teach her my sign language, but she was dull and inattentive.
I tried vainly to put them together.
I tried to imagine my gentle poet when he was a school-boy, and I wondered if it was in Andover he learned the songs of the birds and the secrets of the shy little woodland children.
Carmen tried to hide her surprise.
She tried to step around him, but he stopped her with an iron grip on her arm.
I tried to warn Yancey before they were married, but he wouldn't listen.
Strange he would want to defend Howard after he had tried to dig up information on him.
She tried to swallow the lump that insisted on staying in her throat.
They could hardly say she hadn't tried.
She tried to feign innocence but her eyes were probably full of mischief instead.
Wiping her hands on her pants, she gripped her rifle and tried to stay awake.
She avoided looking in the area where she had seen the color, and tried to look undisturbed.
She tried to turn it away, but it remained on course.
She tried not to think of Bordeaux, instead focusing her attention on the twins and what she was going to say to her father.
Her gaze tried to outrun the headlights and then followed the broken line on the highway as it leaped from the dark and shot forward, disappearing under the truck.
She tried to calculate, and the blood pumped in her neck.
You tried to tell me, but I was too arrogant to believe it could happen to me.
But then, hadn't she already done so when he tried to kiss her at the sink two weeks ago?
I tried to ask you more than once, but someone was always interrupting and throwing a new kink in my plans.
I tried to think where we could go from here.
I tried to think how I'd make such a request without getting Merrill Cooms' right hand man in trouble.
By the way, someone tried to break into my apartment last night.
Probably because I never tried very hard to be otherwise.
Alex took another step forward, reaching for her and she tried to climb Carmen.
I know you thought I spoke, but I tried to speak this morning and I couldn't.
He was in for a surprise if he tried.
Neither tried to explain their answers.
Rhyn and I tried everything to get away from each other, and Gabe put the smackdown on it all.
I cannot be certain what the result might be if you tried to kill yourself or if you died of unnatural causes.
Gabe tried to envision the Code as a woman, one that he could negotiate with.
He willed the magic out of his body and channeled it into the blood-covered soul, visualizing what it was he tried to do.
Gabriel stopped in front of her, his heat and nearness like a subtle siren song that tried to lure her closer.
His arms tightened around her as she tried to squirm away.
Deidre opened her eyes and blinked rapidly, realizing the black she tried to clear from her sight was the black ceiling of the operating room.
If I hadn't tried to kill you in the first place, you wouldn't be a blood slave to the Dark One.
He was perfectly still, and she tried to concentrate on her tea.
Whenever Andre tried his shit, her head felt foggy, and right now, she was foggy.
She wasn't ready yet to prove it to him, not before she at least tried to escape.
She tried to scrub it off with no success.
Instead, she tried to keep her trembling body upright and her vision from growing tunneled.
Rhyn was a mass murderer, a creature who had tried to wipe out the human race.
After all, in his own twisted way, he'd tried to help her.
She saw the glow of his eagerness and tried to be more upbeat than she felt, for his sake.
She tried to decipher his meaning as she watched them fight, terrified to take her eyes off Rhyn.
He tried not to think of that sad time, instead blinking away dark memories and focusing on the snow at his feet.
The Wizard tried to think.
Once you have tried my goods I am sure you will never be without them.
He would not listen to anyone who tried to persuade him to stay at home.
Miss Sullivan tried to teach me to count by stringing beads in groups, and by arranging kintergarten straws I learned to add and subtract.
Three frolicsome little streams ran through it from springs in the rocks above, leaping here and tumbling there in laughing cascades wherever the rocks tried to bar their way.
While my days at Radcliffe were still in the future, they were encircled with a halo of romance, which they have lost; but in the transition from romantic to actual I have learned many things I should never have known had I not tried the experiment.
I took the book in my hands and tried to feel the letters with an intensity of longing that I can never forget.
One cute little fellow stole her hair-ribbon, and another tried to snatch the flowers out of her hat.
I have tried trade but I found that it would take ten years to get under way in that, and that then I should probably be on my way to the devil.
We talked of rude and simple times, when men sat about large fires in cold, bracing weather, with clear heads; and when other dessert failed, we tried our teeth on many a nut which wise squirrels have long since abandoned, for those which have the thickest shells are commonly empty.
He tried to get away from them, but they would not for an instant let his shoulder move a hair's breadth.
Both these women quite sincerely tried to make her look pretty.
The more she tried to hide this feeling from others and even from herself, the stronger it grew.
What angered him was that the coming of these visitors revived in his mind an unsettled question he always tried to stifle, one about which he always deceived himself.
She drove them away and tried to conceal them.
He tried to say, "That's capital; of course she'll forget her childish promises and accept the offer," but before he had time to say it Natasha began again.
Often after collecting alms, and reckoning up twenty to thirty rubles received for the most part in promises from a dozen members, of whom half were as well able to pay as himself, Pierre remembered the masonic vow in which each Brother promised to devote all his belongings to his neighbor, and doubts on which he tried not to dwell arose in his soul.
I tried to shush her to little avail.
I came downstairs and tried to figure out what happened and then I talked to Ben and it calmed me down.
I tried to move and I could.
I tried to touch a hand rail next to me, but I just passed through it!
When I tried to move I found I could!
I tried to remember names on buildings but just being there was so awesome it was difficult to concentrate.
He tried to speak but it took a few moments before the words were understandable.
I tried to think of the best way to explain my feelings.
We were pensive as we tried to fathom what was occurring.
Only Quinn seemed pleased with that result but when we tried to question him about it he refused to discuss the matter.
I tried to sneak one in on my own.
I tried to get him to visit Woodstock but he just got pissed.
I tried to ease the tension that bound the room like a noose.
Martha wiped her eyes and tried to smile.
My heart was racing as I tried to remember the route Martha had taken this morning.
When I retrieved it, she was asking if I'd tried to intervene.
Other sessions were tried earlier but when Howie couldn't sleep, Quinn accused him of not working hard enough Martha said.
Everyone tried a little conciliation.
The kidnapper was the child's mother, a drug addict, who no longer had custody and tried to spirit her daughter away.
Martha burst into tears and we tried one last time.
We tried to help with the South Carolina abduction of a girl taken from her bedroom.
The director tried to question me but I cut him off, saying we possessed no ambitions beyond what we were doing.
He tried to interrogate me more but I'd had my say.
Later, we tried to get back to business.
Late in the afternoon, we tried something different.
Any of our infrequent visitors or friends asking about the operation quickly developed a bleary look when we tried to explain what we did for a living.
He tried in vain to stop the water flow.
I would have tried to stay with him, but I'd taken so long up until then, I couldn't do it.
I tried to comprehend his thought process but I found it irrational.
I've tried researching this philanthropist's various entities but they are multitudinous and present a task I'd prefer not to undertake.
When those occasions arose, Betsy stepped in and tried to talk Howie into the state of relaxation he required.
Howie had tried to explain to us that when he was under, as he called it, he had trouble telling if he was speaking aloud.
If he tried to follow a moving automobile, he could sometimes attach himself, if the vehicle was slow or stopped, but the act was tenuous at best.
I suppose I should have tried to console her, but I was peeved.
She tried to question me on Howie's reaction to my phone call, but I remained mum.
Martha looked bewildered as she tried in vain to quiet Claire.
She tried to put my hand on her breast.
We tried to tell her that's just nonsense.
She seemed untroubled that her best friend tried to seduce her husband.
We tried not to look suspicious, a difficult task as we were used to working undisturbed.
I closed my eyes and tried to think clearly.
We don't know when it happened so we tried twice to hit the time and struck out and called it quits.
He never got around to the guy who tried to enter Ethel Reagan's apartment.
I asked, knowing they probably hadn't tried.
Yes. He tried to commit suicide after he killed her; he left a note but he didn't cut his wrists deeply enough to be fatal.
A man stopped to talk to us and tried to pat Bumpus.
Unlatching the window, I tried desperately to raise it!
He reached back and tried to turn on the lights.
As I tried to rise to my knees I was grabbed from behind and once again, I felt a knife at my throat!
I tried to say more but she put her finger to my lips as she wiped her face.
You didn't tell the detective what you suspected about the man who tried to kill you?
After I found out you weren't critical, I tried to call Quinn and Howie but I didn't get through.
I tried another tack.
I tried to remember on which side of the Pace Arrow it was parked.
I tried to recall the terms Quinn had quoted; dissociative fugue, fugue state, entirely different personality.
See, we tried not to play in our own backyard.
I tried my hand at getting him back on track.
I put aside the paper and tried to nap.
In New Hampshire, I watched as another tried to mimic me and failed while no one even knew I was nearby.
I tried to decline but he insisted I eat so I complied.
I tried to blank his horrible killings from my mind and concentrate on how I should react to him.
Do you realize how many thousands of people tried to find us?
I tried to set the hook.
I tried to look contrite.
Both of us tried to remember details of Quinn's actions when he set up a session.
We tried to duplicate our New Hampshire activities; even recording our efforts but fixing the settings proved to be hit and miss.
He tried to look away but I turned him by the shoulders and until our faces were inches apart.
I knelt by the side of the highway and tried to lose my lunch that wasn't there.
She couldn't run, couldn't move and she tried hard to convince herself to pass out as the garage door was wrenched open.
She rechecked all the locks and tried one more time.
She'd tried the door many times and determined if it didn't open, it was because he didn't want it to.
Bianca closed the door behind her then tried to open it again.
He took a deep breath and tried again.
She couldn't bear the thought of him returning to the troubled teen he'd been and tried to think of something to say to straddle the line between mothering him and letting him be his own person.
Darian grabbed another zombie-vamp and tried to heal him.
I tried to make it right.
He'd never tried to raise her as a true daughter.
The magic faded, and she tried to pull away.
The woman directed her plea toward the Other and tried to push past Jule.
Pacing in her room, she tried hard not to think of what her father was capable of doing to someone he thought was a threat to her.
Her father had tried to call twice, and she tossed the phone on the bed.
She tried to yank free, and he pulled her body against his, moving them both into the alcove.
Well, you tried anyway.
Jule rested where he'd fallen and tried to concentrate.
Jule tried hard to follow the conversation.
His body took it this time, and his soul didn't laugh at her as it had when she tried to turn him into a rock.
I mean, I never tried.
She tried to regain her composure, unable to compare the brief experience with Jule to anything else she'd ever felt.
I've tried to run away so many times.
Tried to put me in school, but my strange gift frightened everyone.
She tried not to flinch when he touched her cheek.
I can turn anything into something else the same size, but I'd never tried with a person before.
She started to drive home then thought of the man she and Jule both tried to kill.
Papa, there was a man in our house who tried to kill me.
Jule tried to kill her.
Four of the five vamps he'd chosen as bodyguards were exchanging looks of derision behind his back, and the vamp he tried to interrogate was openly ridiculing him.
I never met a vamp who tried to keep a Guardian alive.
I've never tried Watchers.
She tried to assess how many there might be.
You tried to bring that war here.
I've tried to help you, Jule.
For half an hour, Jenn tried to find his trail.
I tried to defy them once.
Even Tanya tried to help.
You tried to kill yourself!
She'd stepped near him in her dream, until he swiped at her, and she tried to free a scream from her frozen body.
She tried to balance herself only to find herself toppling over and over and over down a stairwell.
Sofia's heart fluttered as she tried to take in the world of blinding lights and blurry colors.
He tried to move away, unaccustomed to anyone touching him.
Sofia tried to focus on flipping through a magazine.
They gazed at each other again, and she tried her damndest not to look away.
She was pretty sure Damian would find her no matter where she tried to go, but damn them all, she was going home.
Jilian grabbed her again, and she grated her teeth against the visions, staggering as she tried to keep upright.
Panic gripped her, and she tried to bolt.
She tried to sift through her emotions before she returned to his door.
And then she'd tried to eat chocolate and ended up in the bathroom even weaker and hungrier.
Surprised, she tried to move toward him.
So once more, Sofia had tried to eat.
Have you tried crackers?
Her eyes slid to Dustin as she tried to reconcile the executioner with the man who liked presents.
She tried to think of how she could soften the pain she'd bring him.
Darian had even tried to warn him, and he'd never wanted to see what was in front of him.
Yet she tried to learn her new role with a selflessness that struck him now as incredible.
She would have tried.
She tried not to let it affect her but suspected by his look of satisfaction that he saw how quickly her face changed colors.
He spent the night deep in thought, forcing himself to face the dark memories he'd tried so hard to bury.
Her hope flagged, and she cried then tried again.
Sofia tried to push him away as he lifted her onto the table.
She braced herself against the memories running through his head and the confusion as he tried to figure out where he was.
She tried to turn away, but the smell filled her senses with inhuman hunger and desperation.
Deidre's breathing was ragged as she tried to process what she was about to do.
She tried to distract the building panic.
She tried to twist away from him.
I've tried traditional medicine" he motioned to the machines lining the perimeter of the room "and my magic."
Deidre tried to figure out what it was she was supposed to say.
She tried not to get her hopes up that a portal out of Hell would appear.
Deidre tried to ignore him, afraid reacting would only draw more attention to herself.
As much as he tried not to show her, he really did.
She'd tried to hide her fangs from him, but smiling brought his attention to them.
Chuckling, he pushed her head away as she tried to reach his neck.
Frantically, she tried to recall anything anyone might've told her about suppressing information from someone reading her mind.
Deidre tried to suck in deep breaths.
Her heel hit the solidness of a wall, and she tried to bolt.
She didn't recognize the two men before her, but they were dressed much like the two death dealers that tried to turn her over to Harmony in her old apartment.
She didn't know what happened if she tried to make one, but she'd do what it took to protect the terrified teen.
She tried to think of a retort, but couldn't.
The thought brought a shiver that coursed down her body as she tried to picture the scene as she and Caleb stumbled deeper into the mine.
I tried really hard.
Bird Song's managerial pair tried to present a breakfast happy face over coffee cake and muffins, but their efforts continued to fall short as they waited for Martha to make an appearance.
Dean tried to comfort her while complying with the officer's request.
I tried to tell you what I did was really bad.
We tried to make the flashlight work but it was as dead as the skeleton guy.
I tried to make a photographer out of my godson Billy, but I'm afraid at his age there are a lot more interesting things to do, and they all have female names.
For decades, teams of three hardy fools had tried to knock each other senseless with high pressure fire hoses, while the spectators tried to escape the cross fire.
I waited, though God knows Jeff tried hard enough to get at me!
Dean tried to remember all the methods he'd been taught to stem panic and act rationally.
Cynthia tried to clean up the topless Jeep, still aflood with the bounty of nature's deluge.
Nope. He tried to locate Josh what's-his-name a couple of times—there were notes—but then nothing.
Absent one of those gizmos to see around corners or a newspaper with a hole in it to held high like all the really cool spies do, Dean tried the direct approach.
After all, someone tried to get us lost in that mine and sabotaged our Jeep.
Cynthia Dean, in hoping for further confirmation that the bones had been switched, tried to contact the parents of Caleb Jones, Martha's friend who was with her in the mine.
I tried to get a number to call her back but she said no incoming calls were allowed.
Dean tried to isolate the sound, looking frantically in all downward directions, trying to see a trace, a telltale puff of smoke in the gathering dusk.
I tried to get reception up here.
He tried to hold the flashlight, but he needed both hands to secure the line.
He tried to block that day from his mind as he played out the coiled rope from over his shoulder and moved backwards down the slope.
His hands ached and he tried tying a handkerchief to ease the pressure.
Dean tried to pull away but she wasn't letting go.
One member of Mountain Rescue grabbed him under the arms while another unfastened his line, but he shook off their ministrations while he tried to focus on the activity going on around him.
He tried to put his arm around her but she moved away.
The medic tried to examine her but she waved him away, her eyes on Dean all the while.
He tried to formulate a non-accusatory question but the image of Billy Langstrom's crushed body kept getting in the way.
I guess that's why she spoke up when Fitzgerald tried to frame me.
I know she tried unsuccessfully to raise him on the radio when she first got the call about the wreck.
Dean tried hard to exclude Jennifer Radisson from consideration as a malefactor, although he reluctantly admitted his sole reason to pass on her as a suspect was his belief in her story.
When the old man tried to engage him in further conversation—this time about Pumpkin Green and the general irresponsibility of today's youth—he excused himself on an important errand and left Westlake standing in the hall.
Dean closed his eyes and tried to think.
Dean tried a shot.
Of course her father went ballistic when he found out she was pregnant and tried to find Josh, but he didn't have any luck.
Then she smiled sheepishly at Fred who tried to look innocent.
Fred O'Connor rubbed his chin and tried not to look guilty.
So you tried to buy The Lucky Pup so you could cover up the whole business once and for all.
Sometimes he tried to do.
He never tried anything when she was around.
Dean tried to hide his surprise as she continued.
The oldest of the healers has tried to repair her without success, Darkyn added.
Deidre tried to pull away but was unable to move.
The soft bed was warm from her body heat, and she found herself running a hand over the downy comforter while she tried to understand the emotions within her.
She tried on every piece of clothing today and took five baths to test the different soaps.
Surprised, he tried again.
Her concentration was on the clothes, and he tried not to smile as she spent a minute petting a sweater.
The more he tried to accept the idea, the harder it became to swallow.
She tried to deny it, but she knew Gabriel too well.
Darkyn tried to grab Katie already to get to her.
Deidre hadn't tried to dye her hair pink or hide the fact she was different.
He never tried to hide what he was.
Deidre tried to sort through her emotions and rationalize them.
He tried hard not to think about his soul being kicked around in the underworld.
Only he'd tried to kill the human she wanted him to preserve.
Selyn tried to bolt.
Alex tried to disentangle Destiny, but she held on tight and started to whine.
He tried to shift Destiny so that he had an unobstructed view of Lori.
You intentionally tried to deceive me.
He tried to talk and coughed bright red foam.
She staved off panic and tried to organize her thoughts.
His gaze held hers and he tried to talk, but he only managed to cough.
Jonathan tried to tell Destiny that Alex wasn't there, but she continued to look anyway.
Carmen tried to be there when he ate breakfast so she could feed him.
It wasn't that he tried and failed, though.
When he still didn't respond, she tried something else.
She tried posing in several places, but felt silly doing it.
He had his head down as he brushed his teeth, so she tried several poses.
Clutching the robe to her midsection, her upper chest exposed beyond control, she tried to twist from his grip.
Reining in her emotions, she tried to distract her dark thoughts by focusing on Toby.
He.d tried to reason with her, to tell her what happened.
The sound of footsteps running down the hall drew her attention, and she flung herself backwards as the maid with the butcher knife tried to cut her.
For her sake, Katie tried not to look as pissed as she felt and trotted down the stairs to meet her sister.
She tried to keep her breathing steady even as she wanted to run screaming and hide behind Rhyn.
Sasha.s words echoed in her thoughts, and she tried hard to give them no credence.
His whole body shaking, he tried to calm himself and withdrew, wanting to wipe away the taint of Sasha.s blood from his clothing and skin.
The creaky bed protested as she sat, and she tried hard not to make more noise and wake Toby.
If he tried, he.d be able to locate his target and track her as she moved until she was dead-dead.
Katie tried to suppress it, not wanting to offend her friend, but it escaped.
Immortals only had one shot at their mates, and Andre had tried to warn him Lilith was not his intended.
He would go to Kris and tell him just that—that Sasha had done this all, and he, Jade, had tried to help but been nearly killed by the demons!
She.d tried opening a portal soon after Rhyn left to return to the Sanctuary but failed.
I tried to get the vial from Kris.
Katie tried to concentrate on the words, wanting to help Rhyn before it was too late.
The demon righted him and tried to heft him but stopped.
Stunned, Kiera tried to figure out what to say as they both looked expectantly at her.
She'd avoided the galley Evelyn had tried for three days to drag her to and said it would prove they were on a ship after she challenged Evelyn to prove it wasn't a dream.
She dipped everything she tried-- from meat to casseroles with odd textures-- in the clear broth.
Unable to understand or control the strange sensations, she tried to help right herself as the hands gripping her ribcage steadied her.
She tried not to stare at the man staring at her.
Not only had she been dragged to another planet by her best friend, but now she was about to be betrayed by a prisoner she tried to free.
Kiera asked, and tried to pull away.
She caught herself with her hands before she did a face-plant on the ground and tried to catch her breath.
He waited for Ne'Rin to fix it and tried again.
Their last conversation sounded eerily like something Evelyn had tried to tell her.
She tried to push the thought away and distract herself by wandering the mansion.
She tried hard not to stare at the men.
She couldn't register his words and tried hard to focus.
He'd tried to block all memories of a happier time for fear he'd never see such times again.
His voice was even, as if he tried to ease some of the weight of her decision.
He kissed her hard and deep, his intensity making her hunger for him flare even as she tried to suppress it.
I can't just leave him! she tried again.
Evelyn tried to get her to eat twice, but she couldn't stomach it.
Dean took a deep breath and tried to consider the implications of his answer to the caller as he made his way to his bedroom.
Dean tried to minimize Edith's story but Fred pressed them until Cynthia related, in broad detail, all Edith had told them.
I tried to get him to call Tony but he said he was just running it by me.
Dean tried to picture the bustling town of a century past, at one time home to a dozen saloons, four restaurants, a newspaper, nearly three hundred houses and more than a thousand inhabitants.
Meanwhile Donnie and Martha, with Cynthia's help, tried to revive the mortally wounded creature but the prognosis was not good.
She brushed away her tears and tried to smile.
Dean asked as Ryland skied up to his son and tried to console him.
He tried to get her to seek a court order against Shipton if she was in fear of him, or, at the very least talk to an attorney.
Claire took a seat offered by one of the climbers and proceeded to add to the sainthood by correcting every other sentence poor Effie tried to offer.
Edith tried to close her door but Fred deftly slipped his foot in the way.
I'm a tried and true democrat.
She tried to commit suicide.
Cynthia was troubled with a headache and tried to catch an extra half-hour of sleep as Dean served breakfast to the early risers, Penny, Mick and two of the other climbers.
The next fifteen minutes were an embarrassed blur as Dean tried to stem his bleeding face at the kitchen table.
Dean tried to hold his wife but she pulled away.
A neighbor friend tried to call me but they didn't know my married name.
I suppose you've got a good reason why you tried to beat the brains out of a guy holding an ice ax, in the middle of the street with a bunch of people watching.
You tried to beat the shit out of Shipton only hours before and instead he damned near beat the shit out of you.
You didn't make out too well the first time you tried a face to face.
Tried to kill Shipton?
He tried to convince himself the reason was the burden she carried with her mother's illness, but deep down, he knew that was only partially true.
Dean felt the beginnings of a headache creep along the base of his neck as he tried to concentrate on who, among the cast of characters cloistered snugly in Bird Song, might have been responsible for Jerome Shipton's fall.
As he peddled the road to Ouray, he tried to formulate a scenario of Shipton's ice park fall that made sense.
He tried to crawl upward toward her, but she just smiled down and doffed her beggar's hood so he'd recognize her.
First I tried calling that Able Whitehouse guy, but I couldn't get him.
He tried to turn and raise himself to a sitting position while pushing her away, but she held back his arm in a strong grip and locked a crooked arm about his neck.
At first she said nothing but when he tried to rise, she grabbed his wrist and held it, her long nails cutting into his flesh.
He tried another tack.
He tried to put his hand over her mouth but she pulled away.
Edith moved her fingers lower and he tried to turn away.
Others had tried to administer to her but he knew it was pointless and turned away.
Dean tried to ignore Edith Shipton's body as he passed the temporary catafalque erected in his office.
Once in his bedroom, he closed the door and again tried to telephone Cynthia.
Claire tried to muster a schoolmarm firmness that didn't work.
Dean had tried to telephone Cynthia once more with no luck.
The way I figure it, Edith took the knife the night when she first tried on the dress.
My read is he just wanted to cause you some grief after you tried to beat his brains out.
And now he'll be all the more pissed off at her, seeing as he knows she tried to kill him.
He always tried to govern his thinking by logic.
It was Edith who tried to kill her husband?
Maybe he didn't stop Edith Shipton from taking her own life and maybe he couldn't have done so if he'd tried, but the bottom line scrawled in bold print said he stood idly by while it happened.
Dean tried listening to the two conversations while responding to the one, all at the same time but only managed to catch Cynthia's carte blanc offer for Martha to stay, 'as long as necessary'.
Dean, fearing the worse, tried to shake his head 'no' from the hall but no one was looking.
Dean turned to Cynthia who tried to busy herself picking up snack dishes from Fred's evening refreshments.
She probably tried to get Martha in class but couldn't come up with the right paper work.
When the Deans tried to buy her even a minimal number of new items, she became embarrassed and pensive, no doubt a result of Janet's don't-rock-the-boat philosophy.
Martha tried the boards for the first time and was surprisingly agile.
Dean tried to put the matter to final rest.
I can understand that after you guys tried to kill each other.
Dean tried to remember how Ryland had described the method of securing the other end of the line to the climber's body.
She was remorseful because she tried to kill me.
He tried to move laterally, away to his right, but the gnarled branches of a now-dead bush blocked his path.
Shipton was dead—he had tried to kill Dean.
If I had tried to figure it out logically, things might have fallen into place.
Don't forget he killed his wife in cold blood and tried to kill me!
Earlier I considered that, but when Edith was with me, she said she tried to kill her husband.
He tried to hide it, however, if one really listened, they could ascertain that he came from a different time and place.
He tried to shake the dream off and go back to sleep, yet couldn't.
So if I tried for a week or two and then decided I couldn't handle it, you'd still make me forget.
Have you ever tried to stop?
The way he looked him in the eye and tried to act unafraid.
As he pulled her out of the bar, her eyes wide with fear, the boyfriend tried to stop him.
He wondered what she would think if she knew he had never tried to publish a single piece of music.
He tried to push it away, but all reason escaped him.
I tried to guess the pieces you liked, I'm anxious to see if I chose correctly.
Elisabeth was falling apart, and he tried desperately to wrap his head around what had happened.
He tried to come up with something to say that made sense, but failed.
He tried to visualize her morphing into a wolf, writhing in pain as she transformed, foaming at the mouth, snarling.
I tried to choose something you would be familiar with.
He tried unsuccessfully to appear wounded.
Precisely. Many a man has tried to break through those walls, but you are the first to succeed.
Elisabeth tried to make small talk, however, Jackson couldn't think straight.
Jackson could feel Elisabeth's anguish, and tried unsuccessfully to hide his own.
Jackson seized every opportunity to point out the upsides, and tried his best to lighten her mood.
He tried to grab her once, but the offending hand was swatted away.
When she opened her eyes she smiled, then took in her surroundings and tried to sit up.
Sarah sat up taller in her chair and tried to kick him.
He had tried to teach her to play the piano many times through the years, but she always became bored within a week or so of practice and gave up.
He tried to run, but she pounced and clamped onto his neck with her huge fangs.
Connor wished he could comfort the women, yet knew if he tried to speak, he would break down.
She tried to focus on the job at hand.
Carmen pealed the gloves from her hands and tried to make her voice sound casual.
Alex leaned down, resting a hand on her waist as he tried to separate her words from the noise of the feeding goats.
The kid tried to get up, but it wasn't strong enough - or was it injured in the fall?
She tried to stand, but the pain was excruciating.
She tried the foot again and found that it was less painful this time.
Katie tried to keep her inside, but there was too much to do.
Something was stuck under her nose and when she tried to move her hand, something tugged on it.
She tried to sit up and push the hot covers away.
Carmen tried to sit up again, and that was when she realized she had an IV in her hand and an oxygen hose under her nose.
She tried to feel happy for them, but all she could feel was animosity toward Lori.
With all her heart, she tried to create the excitement she had felt when Alex kissed her.
Couldn't you be tried by the women's movement for treason?
She tried to help him drive Alex from her mind, but at times it seemed an impossible chore.
Still, if Alex had been trying to get somewhere with her, why wouldn't he have tried with Lori?
She staggered to her feet and tried a voice still scratchy.
She tugged at his collar and he tried in vain to rise.
Brady eyed his friend, who tried hard not to smile.
She'd tried to contact Mrs. Watson several times the first week at the Peak before giving up.
She tried not to think of the Guardian dying.
The people credited the PMF with saving them from the elite's Civil War while the elites tried hard to stamp out the PMF's existence.
Someone tried to string him up.
She tried to pull away, panic growing at the look that crossed his features.
Shaking, she tried to pull away, to look away.
She felt him slice through her gray uniform with the other and tried to move away.
Of course, I saw what you tried to do to Donovan.
Pacing, she tried to reclaim her composure.
She'd tried to change the bandage on her own.
They gazed at each other for a long moment, and he tried to figure out what was going through her thoughts.
Brady rested his laser gun on his shoulder, taking in the undisturbed minefield and pieces of bodies remaining after several of the intruders tried to cross the bio-elim field before it was disabled.
He'd tried hard not to think of her or their night.
I blew apart the last thug that tried to get in here.
We could've tried to track her if we knew, but we didn't until two days ago.
So you haven't tried to cross the river?
She'd tried not to think of him while traveling.
A few people have tried.
He tried to tell himself this was why he was agitated.
I guess she tried to escape and didn't get far.
She tried hard not to look at him, terrified of giving him away.
She tried to shake him as he faded again.
He just … I tried … Lana's throat was too tight to explain.
His words reopened the wound she'd tried to heal too quickly.
Rhyn's jaw clenched, and he fought the raw feeling inside him, the one that betrayed him every time he tried to convince himself he'd survived worse.
As hard as he tried, he had no control over his power without the buffers.
The ocean's cold breeze swept over him, and his thoughts turned from his dead mate to his best friend, Gabriel, who had tried to kill him then disappeared.
Shaking his head, he continued to his destination. He emerged through a portal leading to Death's corner of the underworld. It was a place no demon or Immortal was allowed to go, and he'd thought it impossible to get there, until he'd tried. He'd visited Gabriel once before.
Frowning, Rhyn pulled a dagger from the wall and tucked it into his belt. He'd never tried tracking anyone through the Immortal underworld before; if Gabriel didn't want to be found, Rhyn wasn't going to find him in the death-dealer's backyard. Sweat dripped down his face in the still air of the cottage.
Toby's heart somersaulted in his breast, and he tried hard to reach the depths of the powers that would be his when he was just a little older.
Part of her desperately tried to make excuses for Gabe. Maybe he was fatigued or Death had done something to him.
Light filtered in from somewhere, and Rhyn tried to make sense of his surroundings.
For the first time since leaving Darkyn, Rhyn realized no one had tried to stop him yet. No demons stood in front of Kiki's door and Darkyn hadn't ordered the castle after him.
There had been no hesitation, no second guessing when Rhyn snapped Jade's neck. Over and over, Kris had tried to convince himself he'd do the same for his half-brother.
Look, Kris, don't take our resistance personally. Anyone who tried to step into Andre's shoes would receive the same treatment. It's too soon after his death.
Jared motioned him away from the door. Rhyn stepped aside warily. The full-demon tried to walk through, only to be thrown to the ground by an invisible shield.
Feels like our power is gone. I tried to open a portal and couldn't.
She tried to tell you she didn't remember me.
Then you probably should've tried harder not to get thrown into Hell. You were of no help to anyone there.
I think I could cut it away. I've tried taking off my shoe and maneuvering my foot every which way.
Hannah looked down at it then at him. Her blue eyes had turned dark, and Kris shook the hair off his hands. He tried to smile reassuringly.
Rhyn could almost see him thinking. In the end, Kris said nothing else, and Rhyn shook his head. For the first time, he'd tried to reason with Kris. He'd never do it again.
He tried for the longest time not to cry.
He tried to snooze but only managed a wink or two before the plane began its descent into Norfolk.
We tried to run him down but he was hush-hush with everyone at World Wide on his new job and where he was going.
His mind tried to picture what was located on that corner but couldn't.
Ridner and this girl skipped school and tried to find somewhere, you know, to get together.
Dean tried to take the card but the manager protested, saying it was part of his records.
Dean tried to be as objective as possible and let the report speak for itself.
I assume the Colombians think the family tried to rip them off and the family figures it the other way around.
Fred tried the outside door and found it open.
Real bikers weren't bothered by a little rain, he tried to tell himself, but the car radio spoke of a storm system moving up from the south, bringing with it high winds and torrential rain.
Dean sped up to 80 miles an hour and turned across three lanes to an exit while the Ford tried vainly, but unsuccessfully, to follow.
He filled Fred in on his conversation with Cece Baldwin and tried to dismiss the entire case as a waste of time.