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From his place at the farther side of the cafe, the shabby stranger looked on with furtive intentness.
From his place at the farther side of the cafe, the shabby stranger looked on with furtive intentness.
From his place at the farther side of the cafe, the shabby stranger looked on with furtive intentness.
(American, 1882 - 1945)

From his place at the farther side of the cafe, the shabby stranger looked on with furtive intentness.

Wash
1912
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SUPP2000.1996
Destroyed Oct. 27, 1916
Not on view
His queer shabby clothes, his big stooping frame, his sad black eyes, absent almost to vacancy.
His queer shabby clothes, his big stooping frame, his sad black eyes, absent almost to vacancy.
N.C. Wyeth
1910
Image Not Available for The Fight on the Bridge Orlando at last had strength enough to lift his foe and fling him over the side, but had not wit to clear himself from him, so both fell together
The Fight on the Bridge
Orlando at last had strength enough to lift his foe and fling him over the side, but had not wit to clear himself from him, so both fell together
N.C. Wyeth
1924
The Masquerader The grim head fell on one side, and in its place appeared the honest, sturdy countenance of the scout
The Masquerader
The grim head fell on one side, and in its place appeared the honest, sturdy countenance of the scout
N.C. Wyeth
1919
Next to me was a girl who looked about eighteen. On the other side was an old fellow with a long gray beard.
Next to me was a girl who looked about eighteen. On the other side was an old fellow with a long gray beard.
N.C. Wyeth
1929
While the Arab, majestic in all his attitudes, smoked dreamily over his coffee-cup.
While the Arab, majestic in all his attitudes, smoked dreamily over his coffee-cup.
N.C. Wyeth
1912
To prove how much she hated him she nestled against his side, and his arm enfolded her.
To prove how much she hated him she nestled against his side, and his arm enfolded her.
N.C. Wyeth
ca. 1919
I had half seen how he had rested his elbow on the hedge and carried his head to one side when he fired that first shot.
I had half seen how he had rested his elbow on the hedge and carried his head to one side when he fired that first shot.
N.C. Wyeth
1911
Uncas Slays a Deer Avoiding the horns of the infuriated animal, Uncas darted to his side, and passed his knife across the throat
Uncas Slays a Deer Avoiding the horns of the infuriated animal, Uncas darted to his side, and passed his knife across the throat
N.C. Wyeth
1919
Suddenly the restful quiet of the morning was broken by Pablo. . . . Gray paused in the middle of a sentence and with Morgan and Jo started for the gate. Bill dropped his paper and got to his feet (left side)
Suddenly the restful quiet of the morning was broken by Pablo. . . . Gray paused in the middle of a sentence and with Morgan and Jo started for the gate. Bill dropped his paper and got to his feet (left side)
N.C. Wyeth
1925
Suddenly the restful quiet of the morning was broken by Pablo. . . . Gray paused in the middle of a sentence and with Morgan and Jo started for the gate. Bill dropped his paper and got to his feet (right side)
Suddenly the restful quiet of the morning was broken by Pablo. . . . Gray paused in the middle of a sentence and with Morgan and Jo started for the gate. Bill dropped his paper and got to his feet (right side)
N.C. Wyeth
1925
His eyes looked as Sabra had never seen them look, merciless, cold, hypnotic. "A three-cornered piece, you'll find it, Lon. The Cravat sheep-brand"
His eyes looked as Sabra had never seen them look, merciless, cold, hypnotic. "A three-cornered piece, you'll find it, Lon. The Cravat sheep-brand"
N.C. Wyeth
1929
His eyes looked as Sabra had never seen them look . . ., (alternate concept)
His eyes looked as Sabra had never seen them look . . ., (alternate concept)
N.C. Wyeth
1929