He knocked on the door briskly and opened the door, motioning Brady in.
He turned and walked briskly back to the market.
Number one jumped briskly aside.
He felt this in the looks of the soldiers who, marching in regular ranks briskly and gaily, were escorting him and the other criminals; he felt it in the looks of an important French official in a carriage and pair driven by a soldier, whom they met on the way.
"Good morning, lads!" said the count briskly and loudly.
He entered briskly, with a jerk at every step and his head slightly thrown back.
Around the cannon the men moved still more briskly and busily.
And the count stepped as briskly back into the room and slammed the door behind him.
The trade with the interior is also carried on very briskly, especially at the twenty-six fairs, the chief of which are Balta and Yarmolintsy.
Count Rostov at the back of the crowd was expressing approval; several persons, briskly turning a shoulder to the orator at the end of a phrase, said:
The mother smoothed the folds of her dyed silk dress before a large Venetian mirror in the wall, and in her trodden-down shoes briskly ascended the carpeted stairs.
"I'll start the paperwork," Laurie said briskly and started down the hallway.
The horse cantered briskly along, and king and boy were soon quite well acquainted.
Our advanced line, already in action, could be heard briskly exchanging shots with the enemy in the dale.
Dean rubbed and blotted Cynthia Byrne's body briskly with the towel and wrapped her head turban-like in a smaller one.
His chocolate gaze scanned the room full of women uncomfortably as he walked toward her, his square-toed boots clicking briskly on the hardwood floor.
"How is it," she began, as usual in French, settling down briskly and fussily in the easy chair, "how is it Annette never got married?
And he jerked away his plate, which Tikhon briskly caught.
The temperature is moderated by the north-east trade winds, which, somewhat modified by local conditions, blow throughout the year, briskly during the day and more mildly during the night.
With his hands behind him he paced briskly from corner to corner of the room, looking straight before him and thoughtfully shaking his head.
"Lazarev!" the colonel called, with a frown, and Lazarev, the first soldier in the rank, stepped briskly forward.
At that moment Count Rostopchin with his protruding chin and alert eyes, wearing the uniform of a general with sash over his shoulder, entered the room, stepping briskly to the front of the crowd of gentry.