The future looked bright.

He started demanding it.

That assumption appeared plausible.

He was wet and looked scared.

He fell on top of me and began to beat me again with his fists.

It seemed worth trying. It wasn t.

Capitalism seemed to be dying.

And this seemed very interesting to me.

Absent treatment seemed the touch.

He seemed completely overwrought.

And Bobbie seemed to think the same about her.

He's drunk and had a couple of fights and seemed determined to get himself hurt.

And he looked like the devil!

The officer turns out to be a good Samaritan.

He paused and looked around.

I looked at it. Seemed an age.

He quickened his pace, almost to a jog now.

She seemed to find it out when the robin

He seemed to be fumbling with his shoes and socks.

He seemed on the point of some great resolution.

He was a lawyer. That sounded ominous.

This guy is called Jim, Jim Smith, and he looked like this.

And this project began essentially on my kitchen table.

Twice, sir. He appeared a trifle agitated.

Brady s plan looked like a great success.

To morrow? he said.

Mother, mother, said Gregor quietly, and looked over towards her.

Everything seems to have gone fine.

So it seemed like maybe she had been dared to do this.

He begged forgiveness and seemed to repent.

Then my arms just seemed to invite her And the moon grew brighter and brighter

Rocco's left home, and acts as though a curse is on him.

They all seemed full of optimism about their political and economic future.

These integrated structures seemed to offer many advantages.

The economy seemed to have escaped its dependence on inventory accumulation.

It looked as if the BRICS had finally come of age.

On this very evening the violin sounded from the kitchen.

Gregor seemed to entertain them more than the violin recital.

The sister's words seemed to have led the father to certain reflections.

Martha stared and looked hot. Who are you callin' names? she said.

And it really seemed as if it must be true.

He seemed under a chronic irritation of the greatest intensity.

Mr. Marvel seemed to consult with himself. Hoax, said a Voice.

Holmes slowly reopened his eyes and looked impatiently at his gigantic client.

And he looked intrigued despite himself, and he said, Okay, go on.