Example sentences of "i [vb past] [adv prt] [prep] [art] " in BNC.

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1 When I came back and found the cottage demolished , naturally in distress and amazement , I asked around in the village .
2 I gazed up into the darkness but the rafters were cloaked in blackness .
3 As I wrapped myself in my gas cape and crouched down in a corner of the trench , I gazed up at the sky .
4 I gazed up at the building .
5 As I gazed out of the window I could see several groups of red deer in the distance , and in the foreground the brown ferns with clumps of heather here and there ; it was a wonderful sight .
6 I gazed down at the reclining form .
7 From floor 110 , the highest point on the island , I gazed back at the midtown outbreak of skyscrapers , the Chrysler and the Empire State in their midst .
8 When you 're having another one of those parties I read about in the Sport .
9 I might have escaped her vigilance when I made off with the boat , but my wails of distress soon brought her running to the rescue .
10 In the supermarket recently , I crept up on the man in my life who was examining the label on a frozen gateau .
11 I crept around to the back of the house and watched as he carried her through the kitchen and into the garage .
12 In the second place , if you think I crept out into the street last night and daubed some portentous graffito on the wall opposite your room , you are very much mistaken .
13 I felt very much the wallflower as I crept out of the room without speaking to anyone , my books held tightly against my chest in a way which , I was to learn , was feminine and wrong for a man .
14 As soon as it was light , I crept out of the room and went downstairs for a coffee at a nearby café .
15 A few minutes later , when Nelly was preoccupied , I 'm sorry to say my cowardice got the better of me and I crept out of the room , down the stairs and ran off home .
16 I crept out of the sitting-room and into the small room next door , where I chose a book full of pictures from the bookcase .
17 In the dead of night I crept down to the breakfast room , the nerve centre .
18 I crept off down a little path through curling bracken .
19 At home , I mooched about in a pair of basketball boots mended with a bicycle repair kit , eating ketchup on bread , and staring at a wart on my finger the size and texture of a tiny cauliflower .
20 I led on to the subject of the probability of his having shortly to be released from his pain and suffering and hoped that his trust was in his Saviour and he replied , ‘ Oh yes , it is !
21 Young Mrs M. looked shocked at the thought , so she waited outside , while I sprinted in for a quick glimpse at Bishop Stock 's former domain .
22 The only other fictional world I lived in with the same intensity was that of Louisa M. Alcott .
23 Of course , I fought back like a veritable lion but my sword and dagger were in the garret and who in the tavern would listen to my screams ?
24 Some of you may have heard me say before that when I was a young ordinand I met up with a marvellous Canadian bishop , Ralph Dean .
25 Once again I met up with the old Frenchman who had invited me into his home .
26 Much weakened constitutionally , I passed on to the next stage .
27 My only culinary memories of Huntingdon are of seeing a pea-canning factory ( now demolished ) as I passed by on the train .
28 He looked at me as though he had seen me somewhere before , but I passed by with a curt nod .
29 And he was n't in today I mean came into work and I passed out in the . .
30 But as I rode out with the nation 's most prestigious hunt , I found its members the model of politeness .
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