Example sentences of "[subord] he [verb] [pron] to the " in BNC.

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1 Mr Woodcock , 47 , of Holgate , York , grabbed the weapon with one hand and it went off , blasting a wall with pellets , but he hung on , dragging the raider into the car park outside the restaurant , where he pinned him to the ground until armed police arrived .
2 There is a delightful passage where he addresses himself to the role of dreams and faces out the difficulty inherent in medieval lore which others like Chaucer resolve through ambiguity : namely , that in a situation where some dreams were held to reveal truth and others to be the products of a disordered digestive system , it is difficult to distinguish true from false .
3 The veal in the clingfilm had now thawed out so he consigned it to the wastebasket .
4 He 's mad on polo so he takes me to the Hurlingham Club to watch him play .
5 The bronze statue of Boadicea , in her chariot , which can be seen on the Thames Embankment at Westminster Bridge , is the work of Hamo Thornycroft , R.A. , who had a studio in Holland Park , but it proved too small , so he removed it to the ‘ tin tabernacle ’ which Sir John Isaac Thornycroft , F.R.S. , had built as a workshop in the gardens of Walpole House on Chiswick Mall , during the last decade of the nineteenth century .
6 Once he said it to the answering service .
7 If he refers it to the Court of Appeal , Courtney may well spend a proper period in jail .
8 The proprietor must have thought that they were lovers because he showed them to the most secluded table in the place , talking all the while in rapid French , which she could n't understand at all , but which Piers had no trouble in comprehending .
9 He had picked her up half-conscious , and while he carried her to the hospital she had clung to him with a pitiful force .
10 It 'll be up to him whether he throws me to the dogs and I finish up in a debtor 's prison , or whether he turns into a guardian angel complete with halo and big fat cheque .
11 Mr Gordon was the owner of the Dunkeld business before he sold it to the Tulloch Group in 1988 .
12 However , when he surrenders himself to the moods and atmospheres of the hills , something authentic comes through :
13 The star lot , Holbein 's Lady with a Squirrel , was withdrawn two weeks ago by Lord Cholmondeley , when he sold it to the National Gallery for £10 million .
14 It had made the Marchese a small fortune when he sold it to the deputy of the English connoisseur in Naples who was going to ship it away in boxes ; it was being stripped from the walls when the Government heard of it and came and sealed up the villa again , but not before one of the intermediaries had sliced enough off the top of the deal to pay his passage to America , promising to send after him for his family .
15 It was hanging on the wall , and when he applied it to the p'tar 's rump the beast screamed once , as if outraged , and then it trotted sedately out of the stall and allowed itself to be backed between the shafts of the cart .
16 But when he got it to the check-out the girl assistant asked him to pay £1.99 .
17 It had ended when he knocked her to the ground and slammed out of the room , hearing her laughter following him down the corridor .
18 He was almost in tears when he took her to the station , and when he said his farewells his reedy voice was quite unsteady .
19 Once it had this raw patch on its nose and I went with Davey when he took it to the vet .
20 Ackroyd 's truest prose occurs when he applies himself to the imitation of ancient and recent writers — a repertoire of others .
21 ‘ Dëkuji mnohokrát , ’ she thanked Ivo very much when he escorted her to the door of his master 's home .
22 As he saw her to the door , he felt in his pockets .
23 ‘ Afraid of the dark ? ’ he said gently , as he shepherded her to the door .
24 Juliet stood staring at him as he made it to the kitchen chair .
25 She knew how Sisyphus must have felt , rolling that stone wearily up the hill , only to see it slide back down again as he made it to the top .
26 He lifted her in his arms , his mouth still on hers with that fierce hot exploration as he carried her to the bed , slid her down on it , joined her .
27 Each page was decorated with delicate filigree-like scrollwork in a range of dazzling colours : on one page lightly drawn angel figures , on another a priest sprinkling a shrouded corpse with holy water as he committed it to the grave .
28 Angry Brian Reatus , 44 , allegedly foamed at the mouth as he pinned him to the wall .
29 As he drew her to the canal 's edge a gondola slid from out of the shadows .
30 As he put it to the 1955 Congress of the Czechoslovakian Communist Party , ‘ socialist ideas can only triumph when the peoples of Eastern Europe eat like the delegates at this Congress ’ .
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