1 He returned to the creed of soldiers.
2 Finally the friend returned to his old seat.
3 The latter returned to him the same manner of look.
4 The youth returned to his theory of a blue demonstration.
5 He returned to his comrades and threw himself upon the ground.
6 When he had returned home his mother was milking the brindle cow.
7 As the youth looked at them the black weight of his woe returned to him.
8 Since much of their strength and their breath had vanished, they returned to caution.
9 Still, she had disappointed him by saying nothing whatever about returning with his shield or on it.
10 Sometimes, it seemed to be driven a little way, but it always returned again with increased insolence.
11 He would truly be a worm if any of his comrades should see him returning thus, the marks of his flight upon him.
12 Some tossed them unconcernedly down; others hid them carefully, asserting their plans to return for them at some convenient time.
13 The lieutenant, returning from a tour after a bandage, produced from a hidden receptacle of his mind new and portentous oaths suited to the emergency.
14 After this incident, and as he reviewed the battle pictures he had seen, he felt quite competent to return home and make the hearts of the people glow with stories of war.
15 But, from his present point of view, there was a halo of happiness about each of their heads, and he would have sacrificed all the brass buttons on the continent to have been enabled to return to them.
16 He wished to return to camp, knowing that this affair was a blue demonstration; or else to go into a battle and discover that he had been a fool in his doubts, and was, in truth, a man of traditional courage.