1 "You are lying to me," he said.
2 All that we know who lie in gaol.
3 "Ona lies in her room all day," the boy went on, breathlessly.
4 He would lie there and cough and cough, day and night, wasting away to a mere skeleton.
5 A man can get used to anything in the course of time, and Jurgis had gotten used to lying about the house.
6 In truth, it was almost maddening for a strong man like him, a fighter, to have to lie there helpless on his back.
7 For he had no resources such as most invalids have; all he could do was to lie there and toss about from side to side.
8 When they got home they were always too tired either to eat or to undress; they would crawl into bed with their shoes on, and lie like logs.
9 He would lie and scream for hours, almost in convulsions; and then, when he was worn out, he would lie whimpering and wailing in his torment.
10 So she would lie and sob out her grief upon his shoulder, while he gazed at her, as helpless as a wounded animal, the target of unseen enemies.
11 When finally the doctor left, he told him that he would have to lie quiet for two months, and that if he went to work before that time he might lame himself for life.
12 Teta Elzbieta would put the clothes-basket in which the baby slept alongside of his mattress, and Jurgis would lie upon one elbow and watch him by the hour, imagining things.
13 The store-keepers plastered up their windows with all sorts of lies to entice you; the very fences by the wayside, the lampposts and telegraph poles, were pasted over with lies.
14 So often this mood would come to Ona, in the nighttime, when something wakened her; she would lie, afraid of the beating of her own heart, fronting the blood-red eyes of the old primeval terror of life.
15 They were not going to lose all caste, even if they had come to be unskilled laborers in Packingtown; and that Ona had even talked of omitting a veselija was enough to keep her stepmother lying awake all night.
16 They say that the best dog will turn cross if he be kept chained all the time, and it was the same with the man; he had not a thing to do all day but lie and curse his fate, and the time came when he wanted to curse everything.
17 The people who worked here followed the ancient custom of nature, whereby the ptarmigan is the color of dead leaves in the fall and of snow in the winter, and the chameleon, who is black when he lies upon a stump and turns green when he moves to a leaf.
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