1 She ate well, declaring that the mild weather made her feel better, and pressed a second helping of beans on Jotham Powell, whose wants she generally ignored.
2 And here in this new country, safe from the twin perils of the land he had left--taxation that ate up crops and barns and the ever-present threat of sudden confiscation--he intended to have them.
3 Ellen ate diligently, but Scarlett could see that she was too tired to know what she was eating.
4 And he said they ate each other too, before they surrendered, though I never did know whether to believe that or not.
5 And as for the exotic viands the Irish ate at the siege-- personally I'd as soon eat a nice juicy rat as some of the victuals they've been serving me recently at the hotel.
6 He ate silently the spoonfuls she pushed into his mouth and washed them down with noisily gulped water.
7 There was some hominy left in the pot and she ate it with a big cooking spoon, not waiting to put it on a plate.
8 Somewhere was the world and families who ate and slept safely under their own roofs.
9 At Tara, they ate rabbit and possum and catfish, if Pork was lucky.
10 She ordered the calf killed, because he drank so much of the precious milk, and that night everyone ate so much fresh veal all of them were ill.
11 The family ate it with relish but a sense of guilt, knowing very well Pork had stolen it, as he had stolen the peas and corn.
12 She not only begrudged them every mouthful they ate but she was on tenterhooks lest they discover somehow that Pork had slaughtered one of the shoats the day before.
13 Nevertheless she ate a large one, and drank a quantity of champagne.
14 His kindliness and the firmness of his personality enveloped her and she accepted him as one who had a right to know what she thought and wore and ate and read.
15 They ate their sandwiches by a prairie slew: long grass reaching up out of clear water, mossy bogs, red-winged black-birds, the scum a splash of gold-green.