Nothing about Gilbert, on or off the court, is particularly pretty.

I thought you would be waiting up for me, Gilbert.

Gilbert was shot dead as he tried to run away.

I remember Gilbert telling me she is a fine shot.

I caught up with Gilbert and told him what we were doing.

Gilbert, of course, looked very happy about the whole thing.

And then she brought her heavy book down on Gilbert's head.

It does not take a lot to get Gilbert worked up.

Gilbert worked for a total of ten months on the play.

The only reason to visit Gilbert is to get to the end of the road.

Gilbert did not even write to her, as she thought he might have done.

Gilbert was about to speak but I held up a hand to stop him.

So Gilbert dropped out of high school to support the family.

Gilbert had finally made up his mind that he was going to be a doctor.

Because if you had you'd probably be dead now like Gilbert in the wood.

As a result of the attack, Gilbert lost her right eye.

It is also possible that another Gilbert was the author.

"He's been on our short list since the time we started the company six years ago," Gilbert said.

Gilbert worked in the civil service for a few years, but he did not like it.

Gilbert was also happy with all aspects of his game.

Of late she had managed not to be left alone with Gilbert.

At least, they followed me in, and so did Gilbert.

During their last match, Gilbert took a 4-1 lead in the third and final set.

Harry Gilbert was not any longer a man of reason, even if he had ever been.

Why don't you tend to them now and leave me with Gilbert?