The hell I won't, he thought suddenly and turned back toward the house.

The hell with it, he thought, they were girls back then.

"Who the hell could ever think that was a good idea?"

Or hell, he thought, if one believed in such things.

Hell, maybe they think too much about clothes and things.

Hell, she would have told me about it, he thought.

Hell, no one had even thought to bother to call and break the news to him.

I started to look around for the stump, thought the hell with it.

How the hell to the Government think they'll get away with this nonsense?