His solemn gaze met hers.
I have never met someone who returned from another country saying, Man, those guys are such jerks.
I have never yet met a man who was quite awake.
The day she met him he had been riding on the road.
Wolf! they cried, as they met another farmer coming over the hill.
I met him as he rode into town, and he said that he intended to stop at this hotel.
At the Woman's building we met the Princess Maria Schaovskoy of Russia, and a beautiful Syrian lady.
Princess Mary and Natasha met as usual in the bedroom.
She met his gaze and smiled.
After lunch, Giddon's offer to help Lisa with the dishes was met by a raised eyebrow from Sarah.
How many met their spouses at college and stayed married?
Whichever way we turned, it seemed that the heavens and the earth had met together, since he enhanced the beauty of the landscape.
Finally he glanced up and met her questioning gaze.
Felipa met them in the main room downstairs.
The rulers of the city met to decide what should be done with the corn.
But I have met with such bad luck that I am forced to sell them.
Dr. Keller met us in Memphis.
I met Teacher in the hall, and begged to be taken to the sea at once.
They were met by a deacon with a censer and by a servant who passed out on tiptoe without heeding them.
At the porch he met two of the landed gentry, one of whom he knew.
He felt this in the looks of the soldiers who, marching in regular ranks briskly and gaily, were escorting him and the other criminals; he felt it in the looks of an important French official in a carriage and pair driven by a soldier, whom they met on the way.
And so you have met Count Nicholas, Mary?
He often surprised those he met by his significantly happy looks and smiles which seemed to express a secret understanding between him and them.
When the princess came out of the countess' room Nicholas met her again, and with marked solemnity and stiffness accompanied her to the anteroom.
We met a sweet little child.
The cabmen he met and their passengers, the carpenters cutting the timber for new houses with axes, the women hawkers, and the shopkeepers, all looked at him with cheerful beaming eyes that seemed to say: Ah, there he is!
After all, he knew Katie too, but they only wanted the people he knew before he met his wife - excluding his sister.
Alex looked stern, and when Carmen met his gaze, he looked down at his plate.
Jonathan glanced up at Alex, who met his gaze sternly.
The Alex she met and fell in love with was confident and generally happy.
Other than an infatuation with Josh before she met Alex, there had been no one else.
She met his gaze defiantly.
If Katie hadn't disclosed that incident to her before she met Alex, would he have revealed that facet of his past?
She met his searching gaze.
She pulled the covers up to her chin and met his gaze solemnly.
She met his gaze.
She met his gaze defiantly.
I never met Grandma and Grandpa Barret.
His father died shortly after Alex was born, so I never met either of them.
She met his steady gaze.
She met his steady gaze.
Slowly she turned and met his intent gaze.
When his gaze met hers, it was bland.
Five years ago that day she had met Alex.
She met his gaze.
She met his gaze, her stomach tense as she steeled herself against the response to her next probing question.
She met his gaze defiantly.
Officer Lathum met him half way to the car and lifted a bushy gray brow.
Their eyes met for a moment... piercing blue eyes meeting startled green eyes in a battle of nerve.
She met his stern gaze archly.
He met her gaze soberly, probably seeking the cause of her distress.
She met his cool gaze.
Sarah met them at the door, her puzzled gaze going from Giddon to Lisa.
She sucked in a quick breath and met his gaze steadily.
He lifted the cup to take a sip and his eyes met hers accusatively.
Their gazes met and it struck her how extraordinarily handsome he was.
She met his steady gaze.
She met his regard with equal composer, in spite of the fact that the conversation was beginning to make her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Giddon met her as she neared the house, eyeing her suspiciously.
He glanced up and met her gaze with an expression that made her heart flutter.
She met his gaze and spoke earnestly.
She's a friend of mine, for I met her in the Land of Ev, not long ago, and went to Oz with her.
The people whom they met gazed at them and wondered who they could be.
But suddenly, at a narrow place, they met a very old man, hobbling slowly along over the stony way.
And Jim never has met any of his dinner guests beforehand.
For instance, if you have a Facebook friend Abigail in Albania whom you only met once at a rock-paper-scissors competition years ago, you will generally regard Abigail's first-hand account as authoritative, even though you don't really know Abigail all that well.
I have met people so empty of joy, that when I clasped their frosty finger tips, it seemed as if I were shaking hands with a northeast storm.
Most of them I met first in the house of my good friend, Mr. Laurence Hutton.
On May 26th they arrived in Boston and went to the Perkins Institution; here Helen met the little blind girls with whom she had corresponded the year before.
We met Mr. Clemens and Mr. Howells there!
We also met Mr. Rogers... who kindly left his carriage to bring us home.
We also met Mr. and Mrs. Terry, Miss Terry's brother and his wife.
We met Mr. Warner, the writer, Mr. Mabie, the editor of the Outlook and other pleasant people.
The other day, I met a deaf Norwegian gentleman, who knows Ragnhild Kaata and her teacher very well, and we had a very interesting conversation about her.
A few days ago I met Tommy Stringer in the railroad station at Wrentham.
It was written out of my heart, and perhaps that is why it met a sympathetic response in other hearts.
When she met Dr. Furness, the Shakespearean scholar, he warned her not to let the college professors tell her too many assumed facts about the life of Shakespeare; all we know, he said, is that Shakespeare was baptized, married, and died.
But every one who has met her has given his best ideas to her and she has taken them.
They said somebody had met every train for two days.
Captain Keller met us in the yard and gave me a cheery welcome and a hearty handshake.
She recognizes instantly a person whom she has once met, and spells the name.
The next morning we were astonished to find that she remembered all of them, and recognized every one she had met the night before.
She had met with the expression Mother Nature in the course of her reading, and for a long time she was in the habit of ascribing to Mother Nature whatever she felt to be beyond the power of man to accomplish.
After the first year or so of elementary work she met her pupil on equal terms, and they read and enjoyed good books together.
Writing of the moment when she learned that everything has a name, she says: We met the nurse carrying my little cousin; and teacher spelled 'baby.'
A townsman told me that when he met him sauntering through the village in his small close-fitting cap, and whistling to himself, he reminded him of a prince in disguise.
I have rarely met a fellowman on such promising ground--it was so simple and sincere and so true all that he said.
We should really be fed and cheered if when we met a man we were sure to see that some of the qualities which I have named, which we all prize more than those other productions, but which are for the most part broadcast and floating in the air, had taken root and grown in him.
Angleworms are rarely to be met with in these parts, where the soil was never fattened with manure; the race is nearly extinct.
Once, when berrying, I met with a cat with young kittens in the woods, quite wild, and they all, like their mother, had their backs up and were fiercely spitting at me.
For many weeks I met no one in my walks but those who came occasionally to cut wood and sled it to the village.
At midnight, when there was a moon, I sometimes met with hounds in my path prowling about the woods, which would skulk out of my way, as if afraid, and stand silent amid the bushes till I had passed.
Some years ago, the State met me in behalf of the Church, and commanded me to pay a certain sum toward the support of a clergyman whose preaching my father attended, but never I myself.
The count met the guests and saw them off, inviting them all to dinner.
It was the eldest who was reading--the one who had met Anna Mikhaylovna.
We have not met for such a long time... not since we were children.
When Prince Andrew went in the two princesses, who had only met once before for a short time at his wedding, were in each other's arms warmly pressing their lips to whatever place they happened to touch.
On the way to his sister's room, in the passage which connected one wing with the other, Prince Andrew met Mademoiselle Bourienne smiling sweetly.
Zherkov had met Dolokhov abroad as a private and had not seen fit to recognize him.
Involuntarily he felt a joyful agitation at the thought of the humiliation of arrogant Austria and that in a week's time he might, perhaps, see and take part in the first Russian encounter with the French since Suvorov met them.
Crossing a road they descended a steep incline and saw several men lying on the ground; they also met a crowd of soldiers some of whom were unwounded.
The commanders met with polite bows but with secret malevolence in their hearts.
This was the last French attack and was met by soldiers who had sheltered in the village houses.
On Helene's name day, a small party of just their own people--as his wife said--met for supper at Prince Vasili's.
He was about to stoop over her hand and kiss it, but with a rapid, almost brutal movement of her head, she intercepted his lips and met them with her own.
He was met in the avenue by coachmen and footmen, who, with loud shouts, dragged his sleighs up to one of the lodges over the road purposely laden with snow.
Perhaps he did not really think this when he met women--even probably he did not, for in general he thought very little--but his looks and manner gave that impression.
When Princess Mary went to her father's room at the usual hour, Mademoiselle Bourienne and Anatole met in the conservatory.
They had not met for nearly half a year and, being at the age when young men take their first steps on life's road, each saw immense changes in the other, quite a new reflection of the society in which they had taken those first steps.
Both had changed greatly since they last met and both were in a hurry to show the changes that had taken place in them.
My brother knows him, he's dined with him--the present Emperor--more than once in Paris, and tells me he never met a more cunning or subtle diplomatist--you know, a combination of French adroitness and Italian play-acting!
Casually, while surveying the squadron, the Emperor's eyes met Rostov's and rested on them for not more than two seconds.
Before he came up with the hussars, several adjutants met him with news of the successful result of the action.
Bolkonski recognized Prince Repnin whom he had met in Petersburg society.
When they met, she fell on his breast, sobbing.
When Rostov met Sonya in the drawing room, he reddened.
The men who set the tone in conversation--Count Rostopchin, Prince Yuri Dolgorukov, Valuev, Count Markov, and Prince Vyazemski--did not show themselves at the club, but met in private houses in intimate circles, and the Moscovites who took their opinions from others--Ilya Rostov among them--remained for a while without any definite opinion on the subject of the war and without leaders.
This class of guests and members sat in certain habitual places and met in certain habitual groups.
The committeemen met him at the first door and, expressing their delight at seeing such a highly honored guest, took possession of him as it were, without waiting for his reply, surrounded him, and led him to the drawing room.
"You did not get my letter?" he asked, and not waiting for a reply-- which he would not have received, for the princess was unable to speak-- he turned back, rapidly mounted the stairs again with the doctor who had entered the hall after him (they had met at the last post station), and again embraced his sister.
I have not yet met that divine purity and devotion I look for in women.
Dolokhov's clear, cold glance met Rostov as soon as he entered the door, as though he had long expected him.
"It's a long time since we met," he said.
Some of them Pierre had met in Petersburg society.
On his right sat the Italian abbe whom Pierre had met at Anna Pavlovna's two years before.
He finished and, getting up, embraced and kissed Pierre, who, with tears of joy in his eyes, looked round him, not knowing how to answer the congratulations and greetings from acquaintances that met him on all sides.
In another place the women with infants in arms met him to thank him for releasing them from hard work.
He did not know that the priest who met him with the cross oppressed the peasants by his exactions, and that the pupils' parents wept at having to let him take their children and secured their release by heavy payments.
Some domestic serfs Pierre met, in reply to inquiries as to where the prince lived, pointed out a small newly built lodge close to the pond.
Pierre was struck by the modesty of the small though clean house after the brilliant surroundings in which he had last met his friend in Petersburg.
When Pierre had gone and the members of the household met together, they began to express their opinions of him as people always do after a new acquaintance has left, but as seldom happens, no one said anything but what was good of him.
On the stairs he met a Russian army doctor smoking a cigar.
The first person Rostov met in the officers' ward was a thin little man with one arm, who was walking about the first room in a nightcap and hospital dressing gown, with a pipe between his teeth.
"See where we've met again!" said the little man.
The Emperor, though he met him twice, did not favor him with a single word.
This was Speranski, Secretary of State, reporter to the Emperor and his companion at Erfurt, where he had more than once met and talked with Napoleon.
The majority of the Brothers, seeing in it dangerous designs of Illuminism, * met it with a coldness that surprised Pierre.
At that time, as always happens, the highest society that met at court and at the grand balls was divided into several circles, each with its own particular tone.
And I said, "I should have known you had I met you by chance," and I thought to myself, "Am I telling the truth?"
Among the men who very soon became frequent visitors at the Rostovs' house in Petersburg were Boris, Pierre whom the count had met in the street and dragged home with him, and Berg who spent whole days at the Rostovs' and paid the eldest daughter, Countess Vera, the attentions a young man pays when he intends to propose.
It was only by the keener wind that met them and the jerks given by the side horses who pulled harder--ever increasing their gallop--that one noticed how fast the troyka was flying.
When they had last met on the old prince's name day, she had answered at random all his attempts to talk sentimentally, evidently not listening to what he was saying.
Later on she recalled how she had asked her father to let her go to the dressing room to rearrange her dress, that Helene had followed her and spoken laughingly of her brother's love, and that she again met Anatole in the little sitting room.
At that party Natasha again met Anatole, and Sonya noticed that she spoke to him, trying not to be overheard, and that all through dinner she was more agitated than ever.
He was met by Gabriel, Marya Dmitrievna's gigantic footman.
Pierre met the old count, who seemed nervous and upset.
Natasha, pale and stern, was sitting beside Marya Dmitrievna, and her eyes, glittering feverishly, met Pierre with a questioning look the moment he entered.
At each of these towns thousands of people met him with excitement and enthusiasm.
He was meeting Helene in Vilna after not having seen her for a long time and did not recall the past, but as Helene was enjoying the favors of a very important personage and Boris had only recently married, they met as good friends of long standing.
Napoleon met Balashev cheerfully and amiably.
The household was divided into two alien and hostile camps, who changed their habits for his sake and only met because he was there.
Already from his military experience and what he had seen in the Austrian campaign, he had come to the conclusion that in war the most deeply considered plans have no significance and that all depends on the way unexpected movements of the enemy--that cannot be foreseen--are met, and on how and by whom the whole matter is handled.
The second party was directly opposed to the first; one extreme, as always happens, was met by representatives of the other.
Now he rode beside Ilyin under the birch trees, occasionally plucking leaves from a branch that met his hand, sometimes touching his horse's side with his foot, or, without turning round, handing a pipe he had finished to an hussar riding behind him, with as calm and careless an air as though he were merely out for a ride.
On her way home at an early hour when she met no one but bricklayers going to work or men sweeping the street, and everybody within the houses was still asleep, Natasha experienced a feeling new to her, a sense of the possibility of correcting her faults, the possibility of a new, clean life, and of happiness.
In the morning, when he went to call at Rostopchin's he met there a courier fresh from the army, an acquaintance of his own, who often danced at Moscow balls.
On the ninth of August Prince Vasili at Anna Pavlovna's again met the "man of great merit."
No one replied and Princess Mary, looking round at the crowd, found that every eye she met now was immediately dropped.
"The old men have met to talk over the business of the commune," replied the peasant, moving away.
I met them the day before yesterday at the Arkharovs'.
Every house in Mozhaysk had soldiers quartered in it, and at the hostel where Pierre was met by his groom and coachman there was no room to be had.
Having gone nearly three miles he at last met an acquaintance and eagerly addressed him.
The officer pointed with his hand to the smoke visible on the left beyond the river, and the same stern and serious expression that Pierre had noticed on many of the faces he had met came into his face.
She incoherently described the depths of the forest, her feelings, and a talk with a beekeeper she met, and constantly interrupted her story to say: No, I can't!
This could not be done and was not done, because Poniatowski, advancing on the village through the wood, met Tuchkov there barring his way, and could not and did not turn the Russian position.
His glance met Malasha's, and the expression of his eyes caused the little girl to smile.
Close to the gates of the city he was met by Count Rostopchin's adjutant.
In the hall she met her father, who had returned with bad news.
He hired the first cab he met and told the driver to go to the Patriarch's Ponds, where the widow Bazdeev's house was.
It was when Pierre (wearing the coachman's coat which Gerasim had procured for him and had disinfected by steam) was on his way with the old man to buy the pistol at the Sukharev market that he met the Rostovs.
When, having bought the coat merely with the object of taking part among the people in the defense of Moscow, Pierre had met the Rostovs and Natasha had said to him: Are you remaining in Moscow?...
Now and then he met Russians with anxious and timid faces, and Frenchmen with an air not of the city but of the camp, walking in the middle of the streets.
He met more people in the streets and they were more excited.
That day everyone met with the words:
"You have met him, Aunt?" said she in a calm voice, unable herself to understand that she could be outwardly so calm and natural.
When Rostov entered the room, the princess dropped her eyes for an instant, as if to give the visitor time to greet her aunt, and then just as Nicholas turned to her she raised her head and met his look with shining eyes.
He felt that the being before him was quite different from, and better than, anyone he had met before, and above all better than himself.
But he never thought about her as he had thought of all the young ladies without exception whom he had met in society, nor as he had for a long time, and at one time rapturously, thought about Sonya.
Princess Mary had made an agreeable impression on him when he had met her in Smolensk province.
When he met her again in Voronezh the impression she made on him was not merely pleasing but powerful.
The same question was expressed in all the looks that met his.
Twice she turned and looked at him, and her eyes met his beaming at her.
"Filez, filez!" * Dolokhov kept saying, having adopted this expression from the French, and when his eyes met those of the prisoners they flashed with a cruel light.
The quartermasters who met the regiment announced that all the huts were full of sick and dead Frenchmen, cavalrymen, and members of the staff.
I guessed it then when we met at the Sukharev tower, do you remember?
When Princess Mary returned to her room after her nocturnal talk with Pierre, Natasha met her on the threshold.
"Ah, I'm so sorry I wasn't there when you met the children," said Natasha.
His somber gaze met hers and then drifted to her lips.
Alex met her at the door, a steaming cup of coffee in one hand.
He lowered the newspaper and his steady gaze met hers.
Carmen met his mocking gaze.
Instead, Felipa met them at the corral.
When his warm lips met hers, she returned his kiss passionately.
She met his gaze defiantly for a moment longer, but he made no attempt to argue.
She met his gaze and nodded.
She met his steady gaze.
They had been married almost five years, so... that meant the baby was conceived long before they met - about the time he and Tessa were going to get married.
He is handsome, but I've never met anyone with such moods!
"You're the most headstrong person I've ever met," he said forcefully, and abruptly turned away.
When all the factories run themselves, when energy is free, when scarcity is ended, when material needs are all met, it will be a different world.
No doubt, many of my townsmen have met me returning from this enterprise, farmers starting for Boston in the twilight, or woodchoppers going to their work.
He was looking now at the cavalry regiment that had met the convoy of wounded, now at the cart by which he was standing, in which two wounded men were sitting and one was lying.
For me tomorrow means this: a Russian army of a hundred thousand and a French army of a hundred thousand have met to fight, and the thing is that these two hundred thousand men will fight and the side that fights more fiercely and spares itself least will win.
She slipped eagerly into his arms and their lips met hungrily.
Gerald had to leave, but you met him.
Carmen met a playful mocking gaze that reminded her of Alex.
He had not gone far when he met a larger boy, who was blowing a whistle.
Carmen met his gaze for a moment - long enough to reunite, and then they both turned back to the others.
All the people I have ever met before were very plain to see.
Pulling his head down, she met warm lips again and surrendered to the passion he always managed to arouse.
She met his puzzled gaze defiantly.
One day the Mice met to talk about the great harm that she was doing them.
What would we say to Borlaug if we met him in a cornfield and ended up discussing the world's problems over a beer somewhere?
I also met Mr. Richard Watson Gilder and Mr. Edmund Clarence Stedman.
TO MRS. KATE ADAMS KELLER South Boston, April 13, 1893. ...Teacher, Mrs. Pratt and I very unexpectedly decided to take a journey with dear Dr. Bell Mr. Westervelt, a gentleman whom father met in Washington, has a school for the deaf in Rochester.