1 The voice in the hall rose high with annoyance.
2 And I had the high intention of reading many other books besides.
3 Eckleburg are blue and gigantic--their retinas are one yard high.
4 I got him to join up in the American Legion and he used to stand high there.
5 The hall was at present occupied by two deplorably sober men and their highly indignant wives.
6 My dear," she told her sister in a high mincing shout, "most of these fellas will cheat you every time.
7 We walked through a high hallway into a bright rosy-colored space, fragilely bound into the house by French windows at either end.
8 If that was true he must have felt that he had lost the old warm world, paid a high price for living too long with a single dream.
9 Then there were bloody towels upon the bathroom floor, and women's voices scolding, and high over the confusion a long broken wail of pain.
10 His eyes would drop slowly from the swinging light to the laden table by the wall and then jerk back to the light again and he gave out incessantly his high horrible call.
11 On a chance we tried an important-looking door, and walked into a high Gothic library, panelled with carved English oak, and probably transported complete from some ruin overseas.
12 By seven o'clock the orchestra has arrived--no thin five-piece affair but a whole pitful of oboes and trombones and saxophones and viols and cornets and piccolos and low and high drums.
13 Recovering himself in a minute he opened for us two hulking patent cabinets which held his massed suits and dressing-gowns and ties, and his shirts, piled like bricks in stacks a dozen high.
14 Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets, and I was him too, looking up and wondering.
15 At high tide in the afternoon I watched his guests diving from the tower of his raft or taking the sun on the hot sand of his beach while his two motor-boats slit the waters of the Sound, drawing aquaplanes over cataracts of foam.
16 At first I couldn't find the source of the high, groaning words that echoed clamorously through the bare garage--then I saw Wilson standing on the raised threshold of his office, swaying back and forth and holding to the doorposts with both hands.