1 Her struggle back into life was something frightful to see and hear.
2 I knew then that to struggle at the moment against the Count was useless.
3 It was a brave struggle; and was, I think and believe, not without its reward.
4 Ay, and He felt it too, for He had to come out of the mist to struggle with me.
5 Then there was the sound of a struggle, and I knew that the attendants were dealing with him.
6 To-night, when we met, she was somewhat constrained, and bore all the signs of an internal struggle.
7 I went down even into the vaults, where the dim light struggled, although to do so was a dread to my very soul.
8 When I managed to restore her she was as weak as water, and cried silently between long, painful struggles for breath.
9 Mother cried out in a fright, and struggled up into a sitting posture, and clutched wildly at anything that would help her.
10 There did not seem to be with her now the unconscious struggle for life and strength that had hitherto so marked her illness.
11 Our best hope is to come on him when in the box between sunrise and sunset; for then he can make no struggle, and we may deal with him as we should.
12 It was a terrible blow; but he did not seem to mind it, but seized him also, and struggled with the three of us, pulling us to and fro as if we were kittens.
13 I felt myself struggling to awake to some call of my instincts; nay, my very soul was struggling, and my half-remembered sensibilities were striving to answer the call.
14 It all seemed like a horrible nightmare to me, and I expected that I should suddenly awake, and find myself at home, with the dawn struggling in through the windows, as I had now and again felt in the morning after a day of overwork.