1 They wanted no excuse for being there.
2 Well, he wanted it, and wouldn't hear reason.
3 I had no clear perception of what it was I really wanted.
4 What they wanted to keep that body hanging about for I can't guess.
5 Three carriers could have brought all that was wanted to set that steamboat afloat.
6 It was not my strength that wanted nursing, it was my imagination that wanted soothing.
7 He surely wanted nothing from the wilderness but space to breathe in and to push on through.
8 I rather suspect he wanted me to take care of another batch of his papers which, after his death, I saw the manager examining under the lamp.
9 I suppose Kurtz wanted an audience, because on a certain occasion, when encamped in the forest, they had talked all night, or more probably Kurtz had talked.
10 I wanted to push on; but the manager looked grave, and told me the navigation up there was so dangerous that it would be advisable, the sun being very low already, to wait where we were till next morning.
11 Their talk, however, was the talk of sordid buccaneers: it was reckless without hardihood, greedy without audacity, and cruel without courage; there was not an atom of foresight or of serious intention in the whole batch of them, and they did not seem aware these things are wanted for the work of the world.