He was not even about the little yard when we went up the walk, though he knew that we must arrive but a few moments after he did.
— from Friendship Village Love Stories by Zona Gale
O dear, I feel them now even after three long years.
— from My Friend Pasquale, and Other Stories by James Selwin Tait
“I have not even asked the lady yet,” he said quietly.
— from Cynthia's Chauffeur by Louis Tracy
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