His little army had been beaten and scattered.
You've been a very good girl.
The pretty little creatures would have been a novelty anywhere, so the people were as amazed and delighted at their appearance as even the Wizard could have desired.
We've been married for nearly five years, and we just made love.
Maybe Katie wasn't the only one who had been overlooked by Señor Medena when it came to inheritance.
Well... they had been flirting with each other in the car.
"And I would rather have a young hawk that has been trained to hunt" said Ethelbert.
He had had a short illness, there had been a brief time of acute suffering, then all was over.
When Michael Ivanovich went in there were tears in the prince's eyes evoked by the memory of the time when the paper he was now reading had been written.
Alex was supposed to be sterile, but they had been wrong about that.
Even now they waited for news that the eggs that had been taken from her body had been artificially fertilized.
The voice and words belonged to Josh, and yet he had been dead for more than two years.
In fact, at times she had been almost brutally clear that she was no longer interested in him.
It wouldn't have been so much fun for him if she had reacted the way he did when she told him she was pregnant.
And yet, in a way, waiting this long might have been an advantage.
"I have been so excited since father said you were coming!" she said to Alex, but her eyes included Carmen.
Actually, she hadn't thought how it looked to others - and there had never been any doubt in her mind that she was fortunate to have Alex.
They had never been anywhere else overnight together.
Would it have been better if I had fallen off and broken my neck?
It was probably the first money, other than the air fares, Señor Medena had been able to spend on Alex - and even then he had to do it through Felipa.
Maybe Alex wanted to be in control because he had been dominated all his life.
He must have been really exhausted.
But then, Alex had always been fluent in pretty talk.
But don't let us worry over such things, Zeb; we can't help ourselves just now, you know, and I've always been told it's foolish to borrow trouble.
In any weather, at any hour of the day or night, I have been anxious to improve the nick of time, and notch it on my stick too; to stand on the meeting of two eternities, the past and future, which is precisely the present moment; to toe that line.
Only Count Rostov was pleased with them as he had been pleased with those of the naval officer, the senator, and in general with whatever speech he had last heard.
Had that event not occurred these hints would have been forgotten, as we have forgotten the thousands and millions of hints and expectations to the contrary which were current then but have now been forgotten because the event falsified them.
But Smolensk was burned by its own inhabitants-who had been misled by their governor.
(One of the prince's favorite occupations of late had been the preparation of some papers he meant to leave at his death and which he called his "will.")
Oh, yes, he has been waiting to start for some time.
Certainly she had been under a lot of stress.
We have been summoned to reply to the appeal with which our sovereign the Emperor has honored us.
The most vigorous attack came from an old acquaintance, a boston player who had always been well disposed toward him, Stepan Stepanovich Adraksin.
He could not bear the idea of letting the enemy even reach Smolensk, still less could he contemplate the burning of Moscow, and when our armies did unite he was displeased that Smolensk was abandoned and burned without a general engagement having been fought under its walls.
In the evening Michael Ivanovich, sent by the prince, came to Princess Mary for Prince Andrew's letter which had been forgotten in the drawing room.
He has been reading a little, but now"--Michael Ivanovich went on, lowering his voice--"now he's at his desk, busy with his will, I expect."
He took the letter from Michael Ivanovich's hand, put it in his pocket, folded up his papers, and called in Alpatych who had long been waiting.
What struck him most was the sight of a splendid field of oats in which a camp had been pitched and which was being mown down by the soldiers, evidently for fodder.
All the interests of his life for more than thirty years had been bounded by the will of the prince, and he never went beyond that limit.
On reaching Smolensk on the evening of the fourth of August he put up in the Gachina suburb across the Dnieper, at the inn kept by Ferapontov, where he had been in the habit of putting up for the last thirty years.
What I say is: orders have been given not to let them in, so that must be right.
From beyond the town firing had been heard since early morning.