The doctor called today to see if my condition had improved with the medication.
I wish you had called me.
Aunt Paulette, (we all called her Aunt Paulie) married a real estate agent and moved to Arkansas.
"Felipa called this morning," Alex said as he sat down in the chair she vacated.
A sweet voice called from another room.
Yancey called from inside the house.
He called the house and Mom answered the phone.
What about this boy Allen who called yesterday?
We were delighted when Brandon called and told us he was bringing a friend.
Julia swung away from the door and called for Rachel.
Julia answered the phone and called to Brandon.
If he did, he would have called or visited.
Anywhere was better than living with that no-good woman chasing, land grabbing thing that called himself a father.
Hours later, baked by the sun and choked with dust, Pete finally called a halt for the day.
"Thank you," she called after him, but he was already running down the stairs.
"Chauncey?" she called after him.
She called to him as he hunkered down beside a rose bush with a few brown leaves clinging to it.
Somewhere in the distance, a Meadowlark called, its melodic song adding sweetness to the smell of wild roses.
I called Mary to see if you were there and she filled me in on the whole thing.
I got so depressed when you never called, and I started imagining all sorts of things.
"Come on up and see the place," Martha called as she strolled up the path to the cabin.
Martha's aunt, Howie's mother, called and practically begged her to let him fly out for a couple of days.
I sensed his relief as he assumed now the game, as he called it, was finished.
Two weeks passed and I'd put Howie Abbott from my mind when Betsy called one evening as I heated a frozen dinner in my lonely apartment.
"It was fine, Dorothy," called one of the piglets.
"Don't hurry," called one of the dragonettes; "mother will be glad to meet you, I'm sure."
"I believe we will soon follow her," announced the Wizard, in a tone of great relief; "for I know something about the magic of the fairyland that is called the Land of Oz.
Zeb called to them, you must dig out and race until you reach those three trees you see over yonder.
Then the king called one of the wisest scholars in Egypt and asked him what the word meant.
Jonathan Swift, often called Dean Swift, was famous as a writer on many subjects.
Then he called little Benjamin to him.
The people called them the British.
Diapers weren't called "cloth diapers" until disposable ones came out.
Only after the public grew weary of this did printers go off in search of completely new books, called novels to mark their newness.
It can hardly even be called coherent.
A contest awhile back called for people to speculate what would be the best device to hook up to the Internet.
They called it acute congestion of the stomach and brain.
This thought, if a wordless sensation may be called a thought, made me hop and skip with pleasure.
I saw him many times after that, and he was always a good friend to me; indeed, I was thinking of him when I called Boston "the City of Kind Hearts."
I had always lived far inland and had never had so much as a whiff of salt air; but I had read in a big book called "Our World" a description of the ocean which filled me with wonder and an intense longing to touch the mighty sea and feel it roar.
Most of the luxuries, and many of the so-called comforts of life, are not only not indispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind.
The traveller who stops at the best houses, so called, soon discovers this, for the publicans presume him to be a Sardanapalus, and if he resigned himself to their tender mercies he would soon be completely emasculated.
When I called to see it he was not at home.
I was actually afraid that I might by that time be doing what is called a good business.
He was dressed in a dark-green dress coat, knee breeches of the color of cuisse de nymphe effrayee, as he called it, shoes, and silk stockings.
"Yes, if having obtained power, without availing himself of it to commit murder he had restored it to the rightful king, I should have called him a great man," remarked the vicomte.
"Oh, how nice," thought Natasha; and when Sonya and Nicholas had gone out of the conservatory she followed and called Boris to her.
"Princess Drubetskaya to see Prince Vasili Sergeevich," he called to a footman dressed in knee breeches, shoes, and a swallow-tail coat, who ran downstairs and looked over from the halfway landing.