In fact, that was a good way to make sure he didn't.
It wouldn't have been so much fun for him if she had reacted the way he did when she told him she was pregnant.
Señor Medena eyed Carmen thoughtfully, but like Alex, there was no way of knowing what was on his mind.
There was no way to defend her moral objections without seeding doubt in his mind.
It was the way she wanted it as well.
On the way across the open water, they saw several dolphins.
The morning passed in a pleasant way and soon it was time to leave.
I thought that was the best way to carry her.
Then the three held a counsel to decide what they should do next, but could think of no way to better their condition.
The Mangaboos drove the horse and the kitten and the piglets into this dark hole and then, having pushed the buggy in after them--for it seemed some of them had dragged it all the way from the domed hall--they began to pile big glass rocks within the entrance, so that the prisoners could not get out again.
In this way none of them was shocked by the dreadful report more than once, for the main band kept far away and each time a new company was sent into the battle.
Dorothy was captured in the same way, and numbers of the Gargoyles clung to Jim's legs, so weighting him down that the poor beast was helpless.
A sort of inclined tunnel led upward for a way, and they found the floor of it both rough and steep.
"Were you ever before shut up in a cave, far under the earth, with no way of getting out?" enquired the horse, seriously.
Two children, brother and sister, were on their way to school.
Something was pushing its way through the bushes.
It was no fun to be pulled over the sharp stones in that way; but it was better than to be bitten by the wolf.
"See here," said the Dean in a stern voice, "that is not the way to deliver a message here.
He turned the picture this way and that, and looked at it from every side.
It was very deep, and there was no way to climb out of it.
Travel the way you wish to go.
Most people haven't even tried because we cannot reasonably imagine a way by which we can be rid of them.
Plus, it's all about to speed way, way up.
Think about it this way: All the technology accumulated from the dawn of time to today has given us a certain amount of processing power.
That was the only way you could know something—and when the "Knower" died, the knowledge was gone, unless it had been shared with (and memorized by) someone else.
Further, suppose a way existed for you to learn everything that all people did: what kind of camera the photographer shoots with, where people go to school and where they work and which restaurants they choose.
You had no real knowledge and therefore no way to make a wise decision.
But in this future world, in a way we scarcely can imagine now, we will almost always know how to avoid making mistakes because we will have all the world's knowledge available.
But in the excitement of carrying me to church my father lost the name on the way, very naturally, since it was one in which he had declined to have a part.
My hands felt every object and observed every motion, and in this way I learned to know many things.
I knew by the way my mother and aunt dressed when they were going out, and I invariably begged to go with them.
I knew my own mind well enough and always had my own way, even if I had to fight tooth and nail for it.
We were sadly in the way, but that did not interfere with our pleasure in the least.
I did not then know why Belle acted in this way; but I knew she was not doing as I wished.
My earliest distinct recollection of my father is making my way through great drifts of newspapers to his side and finding him alone, holding a sheet of paper before his face.
Old people did not know enough once, perchance, to fetch fresh fuel to keep the fire a-going; new people put a little dry wood under a pot, and are whirled round the globe with the speed of birds, in a way to kill old people, as the phrase is.
This is the only way, we say; but there are as many ways as there can be drawn radii from one centre.
Perhaps we should never procure a new suit, however ragged or dirty the old, until we have so conducted, so enterprised or sailed in some way, that we feel like new men in the old, and that to retain it would be like keeping new wine in old bottles.
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.
As for your high towers and monuments, there was a crazy fellow once in this town who undertook to dig through to China, and he got so far that, as he said, he heard the Chinese pots and kettles rattle; but I think that I shall not go out of my way to admire the hole which he made.
I would observe, by the way, that it costs me nothing for curtains, for I have no gazers to shut out but the sun and moon, and I am willing that they should look in.
I would not have any one adopt my mode of living on any account; for, beside that before he has fairly learned it I may have found out another for myself, I desire that there may be as many different persons in the world as possible; but I would have each one be very careful to find out and pursue his own way, and not his father's or his mother's or his neighbor's instead.
He said this smiling in a way more natural and animated than usual, so that the wrinkles round his mouth very clearly revealed something unexpectedly coarse and unpleasant.
On his way to the aunt he bowed to the little princess with a pleased smile, as to an intimate acquaintance.
He knew that all the intellectual lights of Petersburg were gathered there and, like a child in a toyshop, did not know which way to look, afraid of missing any clever conversation that was to be heard.
"You must excuse me, dear Vicomte," said Prince Vasili to the Frenchman, holding him down by the sleeve in a friendly way to prevent his rising.
It was light enough to see a long way in the deserted street and it seemed more like morning or evening than night.
On the way Pierre remembered that Anatole Kuragin was expecting the usual set for cards that evening, after which there was generally a drinking bout, finishing with visits of a kind Pierre was very fond of.
"No, you'll never manage him that way," said Anatole.