Example sentences of "really [vb past] at " in BNC.
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| 1 | The latter is an unusual work because it is about people who really lived at a particular period and who had particular relationships with each other . |
| 2 | This brilliant and disturbing book shows how little we understood what really happened at My Lai and how we failed to appreciate its significance . |
| 3 | ‘ On what really happened at Profitis Ilias on the eleventh of November . |
| 4 | What really happened at that battle ? |
| 5 | Well , my interest in allegory really began at quite a different point . |
| 6 | My interest in allegory really began at quite a different point . |
| 7 | ‘ But my life never really started at any stage — which I know you wo n't believe , but it 's true — so it never really got stopped at any point . |
| 8 | We can find lots of reasons for not giving them ten points , could n't we really , if we really worked at it . |
| 9 | We really felt at home here from the first time we came . |
| 10 | He was the first man I ever really looked at . |
| 11 | I know you can see the trees , the view from the window or the picture on the wall — but when was the last time you really looked at them ? |
| 12 | For the first time in his life , he really looked at his son , weighing up this product of the first six months of marriage before disillusionment set in . |
| 13 | Suddenly they laughed together , and he looked at her , really looked at her , for the first time , and he saw that she had a lovely set of teeth . |
| 14 | I must have passed that florist 's in Rumsey Road several hundred times and never really looked at it , let alone into it . |
| 15 | Someday someone interested in the way streets really looked at the opening of the Victorian era will read all these signs . |
| 16 | Then they really went at it , hammer and tongs — so loudly , in fact , that neither of them heard or noticed Dad enter the room . |
| 17 | Mm I really hollered at him . |
| 18 | So it was naturally with great affection and nostalgia that as an adult I laced up my boots on a damp October morning at the starting point in the station car park at Bridge of Orchy , in preparation to find out what really lurked at the top of Beinn Dorain . |