You'll see what a mess there'll be tomorrow.
There'll be a nice severance package for all of you.
"If I make this bone public there'll be a bushel of paper work," Jake said in his usual keep-it-simple fashion.
Why, she'll rush out more dead than alive just in the things she is wearing; if you delay at all there'll be tears and 'Papa' and 'Mamma,' and she's frozen in a minute and must go back--but you wrap the fur cloak round her first thing and carry her to the sleigh.
You know, Count, there'll be a battle tomorrow.
There'll be lots of vehicles, he added with more optimism than he felt.