Uncle George said he was falling off in his game.

My uncle George bought it when they'd just begun building.

Uncle George, gathering confidence as he went along, was saying.

Usually Uncle George did not visit his family during the week.

Uncle George, out of the blue, had bought a horse for his niece.

Uncle George looked around the room in an open, manly fashion.

Uncle George opened his mouth and shut it again.

Several family members had served the church: his Uncle George was a priest.

And while he was there we had another visitor: our Uncle George.

After a considerable time, the door opened and Uncle George entered.