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I recognized one of the policemen—a fellow with a red moustache—from the search parties.

“Look! The shield is reflecting the moonlight back into the sky!”

As an old woman she would read about the Great War in Europe and recall this night.

She turned back toward the bookcase door, to reassure herself that it was still open and there was nothing to worry about.

The pattern would recur over and over, but there was an important exception.

By repetition in class, Shin mastered the alphabet and basic grammar.

A small stone rebounded from rock to rock, then rolled into the sudden silence that followed.

The crash as they met resounded in the still air and echoed back from the palace wall.

But Mother says the Cotswold cottage we live in needs lots of restoration, and now that I am feeling better, it’s time she began making it livable.

The reproduction of The Geographer in his library book was clearer and brighter than the copy of the painting on his box.

In the months after 9/11, a whole series of questions arose as to whether to retaliate, how to retaliate, and who to retaliate against.

“That is true,” he reiterated, as much for himself, perhaps, as the audience.