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(A) 1. Push the tables and chairs" — the wall to clear the floor for dancing. 2. The lawyer warned the man not to say anything that could be later used — him. 3. You've spoiled the form, throw it —, take a new one and fill it — properly, pay more attention — what you are writing this time. 4. As he stood — the street watching the house he saw the lights go — one — another, and suddenly the place became dark and silent. 5. Sunday mornings the whole family used to get — their old car and drive — — the country. 6. Is there anything interesting — this week? I haven't been — the movies — ages and I feel very much behind the times. 7. She was searching her bag and pockets — a two-copeck coin to make a call. 8. I am sorry I can't take you — the station myself. Just follow the road, it leads — the station. 9. I saw a taxi stop — the curb and started walking — it. 10. What did you say that —? 11. Come —! Nobody is going to wait — us. 12. I called — many book shops — search — a Japanese dictionary, but it seemed hard to find. 13. Add some sugar — the grapefruit or it may taste bitter. 14. His day is filled —. He attends evening classes — addition — the work he does — the day. 15. I was filled — admiration and — the same time surprised — the calm way — which she took the news.
(B) It was the year 1919. "It smells like America," the man cried, throwing his arms up — the air. "We're back home now."
Pledger McAdams laughed, but he couldn't speak. Happiness hurt his chest and paralyzed his tongue. He heard the white lieutenant call them to attention. The band began to play, and the Negro soldiers started marching — Fifth Avenue. Pledger held his head high, but sometimes he turned his eyes to catch a glimpse — the white people — the curb — both sides — the street. They were carrying little flags with "Welcome home to our heroes."
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When they were passing the public library Pledger looked —. — front — the library stood the Mayor — New York City, hat — hand, and a lot — big officers were — him, saluting the flags which were carried —.
The men sang as they marched beside Central Park to Harlem. Then,
— last, they turned — Lenox Avenue, their wives and girls broke through the lines and marched — them or took them — their homes — the nearest blocks. The air was filled — happy cries.
"Isn't your wife here, Pledger?" the man—him asked. Pledger turned — and shook his head. "I've got to wait a little while yet. She's — her people — Chicago."
He was filled — great wonder — what he had seen that day. Had things changed so much — his absence?
(After "The Great Midland"* by A. Saxton)
