Example sentences of "[vb past] i into [art] " in BNC.
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| 1 | He lowered me into a chair at the foot of the stairs and stood above me critically . |
| 2 | ‘ But somehow that mistake sort of propelled me into an approach which is still very significant to what I do . |
| 3 | He led me into a corridor . |
| 4 | I waited in the office for an hour before she led me into a darkened side ward . |
| 5 | She led me into a bed-sitting-room . |
| 6 | She led me into a parlour . |
| 7 | Later in my life — ça sera pour un autre jour — birds led me into a very unusual experience . |
| 8 | It seems at first quite astonishing to learn that neither the inventory in Jacques 's marriage contract nor that made after death provides any evidence that he was a flute-player or maker ; they seem to contradict the generally held view that he was a maker - a view which is supported by an entry in von Uffenbach 's diary which records a visit he paid Jacques in 1715 : ‘ He [ Jacques ] led me into a tidy room and showed me there many beautiful transverse flutes that he himself makes and from which he wishes to gain special profit . ’ |
| 9 | She returned a few minutes later and somewhat grudgingly led me into a little room at the back . |
| 10 | She led me into the pink-and-green chintzy sitting-room where Harry , pale with blue shadows below the eyes , sat in an armchair with his bandaged leg elevated on a large upholstered footstool . |
| 11 | Then the old lady took me firmly by the arm and led me into the bathroom . |
| 12 | The proprietor led me into the windowless gloom . |
| 13 | He led me into the hut he had just come out of |
| 14 | She led me into the kind of large room that Americans call studios . |
| 15 | She led me into the front room where , defensively , she picked up the baby . |
| 16 | But it just got me into a lot of fights , that 's all . |
| 17 | And that got me into the last three so I had to do it all again at the Barbican which I think was to see if I could fill that theatre with enough presence and vocal range . |
| 18 | ‘ This got me into the very comfortable American hospital , where I was well pampered . |
| 19 | WordPerfect for Windows Power Macros is one of those weighty ( 500+ pages ) books/manuals and although designed for the ‘ couple of steps up from a basic knowledge ’ reader , I did n't find it got me into the harder bits gently . |
| 20 | He could n't have rushed passed me into the bedroom , seized the bottle as a convenient weapon — he could n't have known it was there , anyway — and then dashed back out to hit me before dragging me … do you see what I 'm saying ? ’ |
| 21 | In my teens , similar doubts lured me into the darker recesses of the family 's medical encyclopedia , there to discover I was Britain 's first recorded case of Futtock 's Syndrome . |
| 22 | Her daughter invited me into the house , as one of her mother 's friends , to see the body . |
| 23 | ‘ They tried to pull me into a scrum once and they invited me into the showers with them ’ — GAIL PARKER ( a lady referee ) on problems encountered when trying to control men . |
| 24 | At one point on the next night Jordi drew me into the shadows and to my astonishment produced a vicious-looking switch-blade knife , warning me never to look at another man in his presence . |
| 25 | He drew me into the family circle , laughing , telling his mother of my struggles , of the broken door , but when I started to take my veil off he would n't have it and insisted that I keep it on . |
| 26 | She drew me into the kitchen and stretched out her arms , leaning backward a bit , and said , ‘ How I love people who say ‘ Yes ’ to life . ’ |
| 27 | There was a bit of head-scratching as they pushed , squeezed and levered me into the passenger seat : ‘ The biggest bloke yet ’ . |
| 28 | When I got to the house Ted was singing a pub song and he practically bundled me into a cupboard to discuss his favourite subject — Dad . |
| 29 | They brought me down that day from Edinburgh , bundled me into a transit van with seats but no windows , handcuffed to a big quiet London lad who would n't talk to me at all and did n't even say much to the other two cops in the back of the transit just sat staring ahead and we seemed to drive all night just stopping once at some service station on the Ml , took a while to arrange everything , then they came in with a selection of cans of soft drinks and sandwiches and pasties and pork pies and chocolate and we all sat there munching then they asked me did I need the toilet and I said yes and they opened the door and it was straight over the grass into the gents ' toilets , two cops guarding the door and some men , looked like truckers , standing watching me , waiting for their turn after I 'd had my private visit ; only wanted a pee but I could n't do it even though the big lad was n't actually watching just having him standing there handcuffed to me was enough so they checked the stalls and then took the cuffs off me and I had to leave the door open a crack while I went , then back out and I see the other cop cars Christ a Range Rover and a Senator too I 'm a fucking VIP , then it 's into the van and on with the journey to London where the questioning starts ; they 're concentrating on Sir Rufus 's murder , for now , because they found a card a fucking business card in the woods near the burned cottage ; not mine that would have been too obvious but a card from a guy I know on Jane 's Defence Weekly with some scribbled notes on the back : |
| 30 | Nevil choked me until I almost passed out , then he lifted me out of the driver 's seat and bundled me into the back of Armstrong , hitting me on the back of the neck with what could have been an anvil but was probably his fist . |