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Looking back at the events of the night, I can recall but one consideration that stayed my feet on the fatal path which led back to the lake.
Looking back across the seven centuries that have lapsed since Avis Everhard completed her manuscript, events, and the bearings of events, that were confused and veiled to her, are clear to us.
Oh, I know, looking back, that the whole thing was sordid and silly.
Looking back, I am confident that the only one there who guessed I was a tyro at bar-drinking was Johnny Heinhold.
Sometimes, on looking back upon him, when the vision of him is most clear, I note a striking resemblance between him and the father of my father's gardener.
A recess in the wall was at my left hand, in which I could instantly hide myself, if he showed any signs of looking back into the corridor.
Looking back at the old town, with its one steep street climbing the white face of the chalk hill, I remembered what wonderful exotic women Thomas Hardy had found eating their hearts out behind the windows of dull country high streets, through which hung waving no banners of romance, outwardly as unpromising of adventure as the windows of the town I had left.
Why assume that a doubled-up body, a contorted, purple face, and a gaping mouth emitting a series of ear-splitting shrieks point to a state of more intelligent happiness than a pensive face reposing upon a little white hand, and a pair of gentle tear-dimmed eyes looking back through Time's dark avenue upon a fading past?
Looking back from the end to the beginning, Doctor Allday discovered, in the first sentence, the name of--Miss Jethro.
Looking back at events in this frame of mind, the very sight of the letter sickened and horrified me.
Looking back after much love and much trouble, the instinct of primitive man, who seeks to personify the forces of Nature for his affection and for his fear, is awakened again in the breast of one civilized beyond that stage even in his infancy.
His comrades, the prisoner soldiers walking beside him, avoided looking back at the place where the shot had been fired and the dog was howling, just as Pierre did, but there was a set look on all their faces.