There were several persons in my office at the time.

He resented the statement and we quarreled.

They heard it and later testified." Houston halted, tongue licking at dry lips.

Medaine still gave no indication that she had heard.

Ba'tiste, his knit cap still crushed in his big hands, moved forward.
"Go on." "Gradually, the quarrel wore off and Tom became more than friendly, still harping, however, on the fact that he had tremendous news for my father.