The pity is the work itself was of some interest.

The look on the other woman's face became one of pity.

The last thing I saw was the look of pity in his eyes.

My father told him no, very little company, the more was the pity.

And pity can be a very hard thing to take.

In him she saw pity for herself, but no love.

Which is a pity, because people should have seen us then.

Something like pity or old love made his voice break for a second.

But I was at once too full of pity for him alone.

The sort of pity I had felt for them left me.

So take pity on us now, and stay here in our company!

I give myself up to you, but have some pity!

A pity you did not think to do the same.

What a pity, and you have to look after her.

Perhaps the church people would have more pity on her situation.

Taking pity on the girl, he takes her to his home.

She looked up at me with what seemed like pity.

The woman seemed to understand and he saw the pity in her eyes.

Bill looked at me with what might have been pity.

He wanted to hit her but pity held him back.

But I feel no pity for those who do not help themselves.

The man she knew has died, and I see pity in her more than anything else.

And then I began to fall into a great pity for the girl herself.

For years little was done and that is a pity.

It was a pity we did not have more of them.

He always pitied people who had to ask for information.

I had always pitied her, never so much as now.

She looked at me, and for a moment I pitied her.

But in one sense at least, she is to be pitied.

If others had been here, and they were anything like him, he pitied them.

The church at this moment is much to be pitied.

He went up to the old man, pitying him now.

She pitied the poor girl who would get him for the night.

Since those days, I have pitied doctors from my heart.

I was pitying those who must be out in it this night.

He looked at me and his expression was almost pitying.

To think he was going to lie to the only people around who pitied him!

I turned to look at her and felt a rush of pitying love.

I believed my parents loved her and only pitied me.

They were the enemies of God, and he pitied them.

In the lands they went through, sometimes she was pitied.

Otherwise, the only person you'll end up pitying is yourself.

He would have pitied them, but all of these problems now seemed so remote.

Well, if no one else pitied him, he'd do it himself.

"Then I can just look at them and smile, sort of pitying."

Then he turned, and his eyes were so sad that again I pitied him.

For a moment I pitied her, forgetting she was no true child.

There were not wanting a few women who pitied him.

He had disciplined himself to avoid this approach to anyone: Pity me.

To think she had once pitied the woman her bruises!