don juan

I got up and went to look for don Juan.

Don Juan did not make a sound and left me alone.

Don Juan did not say a word about the experience.

At least, not in any way don Juan could understand.

Don Juan asked me to pay close attention to what he was going to say next.

He was always after don Juan to be friends with the young men and women.

I did not get to talk to don Juan again until two days later.

For a few days, don Juan did not know what to think about the kind couple who had taken him into their home.

I asked don Juan whether he had seen all this.

Don Juan told the man that he had no money.

Don Juan left me alone in the room for perhaps an hour.

Don Juan said that one day the young man went to the market place.

I told him that don Juan had never taken me to look for them.

We looked at her for a moment and then don Juan told me to drive on.

Two or three times, don Juan seemed about to start to add something.

Don Juan said he had thought it was the end of his life.

All four of us were sitting around talking when don Juan came into my room.

Don Juan ran into the house and got everything ready.

Don Juan was still standing on top of the rock.

Don Juan seemed to be reading my mind as if it were a book.

I looked at don Juan, trying to find the most appropriate words.

During that time, don Juan had not talked to me.

Don Juan said that after some of these men had finally learned to see?

Don Juan gave her a strange look but did not say anything.

"He himself once again took me to the house," don Juan said.