Sandor “The Hound” Clegane was left to die of a ferocious ass-whooping.
Port Sandor had just gotten all of Steve Ravick that anybody could take.
The liberal education which he had received, Prince Sandor transmitted to his son.
Sandor lifted up one of the flaps of his coat, in which a large hole was already burned.
Linka laughed heartily at what she supposed to be a pun of Sandor's.
Gulyasi seated himself opposite; but Sandor could by no means think of such a thing.
Sandor, finding himself at liberty, descended to the garden in great delight.
"And these are my two sons, Sandor and Peter," continued the worthy lady.
Nephew Sandor was a long strip of a youth, with smooth, puffy cheeks, and a snub nose.
The fugitive from St Thomas looked earnestly in Sandor's face.
