My mother protested that I would not have children.

On the other side of the train, the mother protested.

His mother protested at this and even she was killed afterwards.

Afterward, she said the soldier had admitted that his mother would probably be protesting as well if he died.

Although mothers protested that war too, they were not in the forefront of the movement.

And when her mother protested, she said, "I'm going to polish the silver."

My mother protested, but she had no control over the matter.

But in that particular case, the mother never protested her innocence.

And before his mother could protest any further, he was out the door.

As these two sisters say farewell, my mother again protests that this will be her last visit to America.