That's over forty-eight hours ago.
You and I spent hours together, for years and years.
It's after hours but you can leave word.
The hours were perfect, nine to five, and the job sounded as if it were tailored for her.
After a few hours of limited rest, they were back in the saddle again.
We agreed the tests were finished for the day but mellowed by wine; we spent two more evening hours summarizing our findings.
They usually spent the morning hours in the garden and the afternoon at the pool.
They talked for several hours and when Mary left, Cade was nowhere in sight.
But nothing was different when she woke in his arms hours later.
I lay awake for hours until I finally dozed, dreaming of space ships and aliens with toupees.
Our route scooted between Pennsylvania and Virginia for three hours until we crossed into West Virginia and traded a major highway for winding secondary roads.
Peabody was two hundred and thirty miles and we arrived at our destination a little after eleven on Friday night, after nearly six hours of steady traffic.
A few hours later, Quinn would set the power source to the time and location, not informing Howie.
We still have more tests we could run but up to twenty four to forty eight hours; I'm pretty close on both time and location.
Betsy spent hours on the computer, searching for results from our second tip but nothing was reported.
We were on it, so to speak, less than two hours after the baby was taken.
The case was only hours old when Betsy spotted it giving us hope for the boy's recovery and the perpetrator's arrest.
It frustrated to Betsy who spent hours on the Internet seeking the most effective uses of Howie's talent.
It was Delaware, in the middle of nowhere and I watched the house for hours before I took my prize.
They're all several hours after the fact and come from an unusual viewpoint; not where there would naturally be someone observing.
Forget anything much more than forty-eight hours old and anything where a nearly exact time of abduction isn't known.
Martha was unavoidably reassigned hours which included weekends.
This is the definition of my Shangri-La; the town should have a good hospital where my child will enter this world and, if Martha want's to, she can work enough hours to utilize her skills.
Our location should be within a couple of hours at the most from a city; not in the country, per se, perhaps a small town.
It was now more than seventy-two hours after the kidnapping.
Once in a while, I'm off duty and a call comes to someone else but I think the tipster person maybe knows my hours, 'cause it's rare another girl has to answer.
"We've had an incident a few hours ago," he said, with a tremor in his voice.
The break-in was only hours old and we knew the exact location from Howie's first visit.
But we have a couple of hours to wait.
Two hours later, after too much coffee and too much worrying, and only Bumpus to talk to I telephoned Howie.
A few hours ago, my wife was calling Molly's mother Julie a bitch, now, with a quickly appointed kinship, she was her assigned sister!
The instructions to Alpatych took over two hours and still the prince did not let him go.
With fifteen thousand men I held the enemy at bay for thirty-five hours and beat him; but he would not hold out even for fourteen hours.
Two hours later the carts were standing in the courtyard of the Bogucharovo house.
The battle of Borodino was not fought on a chosen and entrenched position with forces only slightly weaker than those of the enemy, but, as a result of the loss of the Shevardino Redoubt, the Russians fought the battle of Borodino on an open and almost unentrenched position, with forces only half as numerous as the French; that is to say, under conditions in which it was not merely unthinkable to fight for ten hours and secure an indecisive result, but unthinkable to keep an army even from complete disintegration and flight.
There for several hours amid incessant cannon and musketry fire, now Russians were seen alone, now Frenchmen alone, now infantry, and now cavalry: they appeared, fired, fell, collided, not knowing what to do with one another, screamed, and ran back again.
More than two hours passed and Gerasim took the liberty of making a slight noise at the door to attract his attention, but Pierre did not hear him.
His last days and hours passed in an ordinary and simple way.
They advanced the few hundred paces that separated the bridge from the Kaluga road, taking more than an hour to do so, and came out upon the square where the streets of the Transmoskva ward and the Kaluga road converge, and the prisoners jammed close together had to stand for some hours at that crossway.
Sometimes they were silent for hours; sometimes after they were already in bed they would begin talking and go on till morning.
The doctor who attended Pierre and visited him every day, though he considered it his duty as a doctor to pose as a man whose every moment was of value to suffering humanity, would sit for hours with Pierre telling him his favorite anecdotes and his observations on the characters of his patients in general, and especially of the ladies.
One day, after lesson hours, Al Farra rose to go out of the house.