Carmen sat with her hands clutched together tightly as the plane taxied out to the runway.
In spite of her decision not to, she glanced out the window.
She gazed out the window as if she hadn't noticed anything unusual.
Señor Medena was watching Alex, but from the corner of her eye Carmen could see Alex was looking out the window.
Carmen held out a hand.
Remembering what Felipa had said about the girls being out of a home if Alex refused the inheritance, she smiled.
Even a bird is smart enough to push the fledgling out of the nest when it fails to fly on its own.
As it came to a stop the conductor called out in a loud voice.
Jumping out of the buggy he put Dorothy's suit-case under the seat and her bird-cage on the floor in front.
Jim had refused to leave the field of grass, where he was engaged in busily eating; so the Wizard got out of the buggy and joined Zeb and Dorothy, and the kitten followed demurely at their heels.
It's the only way to get out of the Valley of Voe.
He got his satchel from the buggy and, opening it, took out two deadly looking revolvers that made the children shrink back in alarm just to look at.
The space underneath the roof, where they stood, permitted them to see on all sides of the tall building, and they looked with much curiosity at the city spread out beneath them.
Dorothy was a little anxious about the success of their trip, for the way Jim arched his long neck and spread out his bony legs as he fluttered and floundered through the air was enough to make anybody nervous.
He sent out among the poor people of the city and found two little babies who had never heard a word spoken.
When the king's soldiers heard about this powder, they made up their minds to go out and get it for themselves.
As soon as I see the light, I will mount my horse and ride out to give the alarm.
All at once a light flashed out from the tower.
Away they went through the village street and out upon the country road.
Then I will jump out and throw my arms around its neck and choke it to death.
Then I will drag it out of the bushes and call mamma to come and see it.
I call this "The Truth is Out There Problem": Even if you have an intellectual understanding that the truth is out there, if you cannot find it, it's as if it doesn't exist.
So he commissioned seven emissaries to go out to seven certain oracles around the world and on a predetermined day, let's say July 12, at a predetermined time, say 3:00 p.m.
Remember the notion that the Internet wouldn't turn out to be only for one purpose—that while my car is clearly for taking me places, the Internet won't be for doing one single task, but many?
That said, if I had to pick one function I think the Internet will turn out to "be," it is this: The Internet will become a repository and a set of applications for storing the sum total of all life experiences of all people on earth.
People who take time out of their schedule to do something that helps just one person.
You have picked out a suit, a sharp grey one with barely detectable pinstripes.
Every sale from the point the robot was turned on to when the sun finally burns out will be perfectly remembered.
We were busy cutting out paper dolls; but we soon wearied of this amusement, and after cutting up our shoestrings and clipping all the leaves off the honeysuckle that were within reach, I turned my attention to Martha's corkscrews.
One day I happened to spill water on my apron, and I spread it out to dry before the fire which was flickering on the sitting-room hearth.
Throwing a blanket over me, she almost suffocated me, but she put out the fire.
About this time I found out the use of a key.
My father was obliged to get a ladder and take Miss Sullivan out through the window--much to my delight.
But I did not find out the secret for several years.
We lived a long way from any school for the blind or the deaf, and it seemed unlikely that any one would come to such an out-of-the-way place as Tuscumbia to teach a child who was both deaf and blind.
I had three pieces of limestone on my desk, but I was terrified to find that they required to be dusted daily, when the furniture of my mind was all undusted still, and threw them out the window in disgust.
Before we can adorn our houses with beautiful objects the walls must be stripped, and our lives must be stripped, and beautiful housekeeping and beautiful living be laid for a foundation: now, a taste for the beautiful is most cultivated out of doors, where there is no house and no housekeeper.
It was a pleasant hillside where I worked, covered with pine woods, through which I looked out on the pond, and a small open field in the woods where pines and hickories were springing up.
In her own words, they were "good boards overhead, good boards all around, and a good window"--of two whole squares originally, only the cat had passed out that way lately.
What of architectural beauty I now see, I know has gradually grown from within outward, out of the necessities and character of the indweller, who is the only builder--out of some unconscious truthfulness, and nobleness, without ever a thought for the appearance and whatever additional beauty of this kind is destined to be produced will be preceded by a like unconscious beauty of life.
It would signify somewhat, if, in any earnest sense, he slanted them and daubed it; but the spirit having departed out of the tenant, it is of a piece with constructing his own coffin--the architecture of the grave--and "carpenter" is but another name for "coffin-maker."
I got out several cords of stumps in plowing, which supplied me with fuel for a long time, and left small circles of virgin mould, easily distinguishable through the summer by the greater luxuriance of the beans there.
The little princess went round the table with quick, short, swaying steps, her workbag on her arm, and gaily spreading out her dress sat down on a sofa near the silver samovar, as if all she was doing was a pleasure to herself and to all around her.
The vicomte was a nice-looking young man with soft features and polished manners, who evidently considered himself a celebrity but out of politeness modestly placed himself at the disposal of the circle in which he found himself.
The elderly lady was a Princess Drubetskaya, belonging to one of the best families in Russia, but she was poor, and having long been out of society had lost her former influential connections.
Prince Hippolyte hurriedly put on his cloak, which in the latest fashion reached to his very heels, and, stumbling in it, ran out into the porch following the princess, whom a footman was helping into the carriage.
"My part is played out," said Prince Andrew.
The window frame which prevented anyone from sitting on the outer sill was being forced out by two footmen, who were evidently flurried and intimidated by the directions and shouts of the gentlemen around.
Pierre seized the crossbeam, tugged, and wrenched the oak frame out with a crash.