The owner is selling it because he bought a truck.
Merrill Cooms was in his early seventies, a widow and the somewhat reclusive owner of a multitude of businesses.
I understand the owner is in California.
Her gaze moved from the incredible view to the condo's owner, whose desk sat against the wall opposite her beside the windows.
"Yully," the owner of the bed and breakfast, Moira, called through the door.
I recently gained access to this database that the company's owner uses.
You are the proud owner of an Oracle.
The Wolfman showed up in Mrs. Worthington's trunk and two of her friends, the gift shop owner included, reported a mummy and an assortment of armor.
The owner or the auctioneer?
Most days, only the forgetful owner, this newly hired cleaning girl called Annie and a standoffish tabby are in residence.
He excused himself and asked the owner if he could make a phone card call and did so, but was unsuccessful in reaching Cynthia.
If need be, he could influence a pretty shop owner and take her in the back room.
Bill Carlson, co-owner of Carl & Son's Feed Store.
The owner said she was friendly, but he hasn't had time to work with her.
There were no toilet articles; presumably the owner took them with him for his alleged overnight trip.
I talked the owner into selling her to me.
I heard the owner was in a bind, and that's what made me think of it.
Among other things, he's the owner of this property.
The house was clean, the laundry done, and the owner gone.
A slave often ran away; if caught, the captor was bound to restore him to his master, and the Code fixes a reward of two shekels which the owner must pay the captor.
Stock usually belongs to the owner, and, even if kept on the half-and-half system, is usually bought by him.
The owner of the unseen voice laughed lightly and said:
"No," answered the owner of the big yellow eyes which were blinking at them so steadily; "you are wrong about that.
When industries are taken without payment to the property owner, it has a certain legal term.
I am now the proud owner of about fifteen new books, which we ordered from Louisville.
Passing a cornfield the other day, close by a hat and coat on a stake, I recognized the owner of the farm.
The nearest that I came to actual possession was when I bought the Hollowell place, and had begun to sort my seeds, and collected materials with which to make a wheelbarrow to carry it on or off with; but before the owner gave me a deed of it, his wife--every man has such a wife--changed her mind and wished to keep it, and he offered me ten dollars to release him.
And immediately Tushin, with a short pipe in the corner of his mouth and his kind, intelligent face rather pale, rushed out of the shed followed by the owner of the manly voice, a dashing infantry officer who hurried off to his company, buttoning up his coat as he ran.
Probably it had never had an owner, and it still belonged to nobody and had no name.