The conversation was over - or so she thought.
But I know of no one who would want to have a conversation with a computer program pretending to be his dog.
He was good at deceptive conversation – too good.
I want someone who can contribute intelligent conversation, not grovel at my feet.
"If we live we shall see," replied Bilibin, his face again becoming smooth as a sign that the conversation was at an end.
She wanted to talk to Bordeaux about it, but they were moving so fast that conversation was impossible.
It was difficult enough to stay with him - conversation was impossible.
Judging by the conversation she had overheard yesterday between Darcie and Bordeaux, the woman had lived through quite an experience of her own.
I SEE NO SENSE IN "FAKING" CONVERSATION FOR THE SAKE OF TEACHING LANGUAGE.
Berg returned, and over the bottle of wine conversation between the three officers became animated.
At last the conversation gradually settled on some of the topics at first lightly touched on: their past life, plans for the future, Pierre's journeys and occupations, the war, and so on.
He really was in their way, for he alone took no part in the conversation which again became general.
He was always busy, and only at night allowed himself conversation--of which he was fond--and songs.
Oh yes, he had overheard her conversation with Allen earlier and made his own deductions.
Lisa hesitated, not wanting to pry and not sure if the conversation was supposed to end there.
On the positive side, at that rate their conversation should be over by five minutes after nine.
She did not talk about her brother, diverting the conversation as soon as her aunt mentioned Andrew.
After their conversation, she leaned back in the chair to get some rest.
She met his regard with equal composer, in spite of the fact that the conversation was beginning to make her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Do you believe he'll keep the conversation to himself?
His conversation was always sprinkled with wittily original, finished phrases of general interest.
Before the conversation began Prince Andrew was struck by the fact that the Emperor seemed confused and blushed as if not knowing what to say.
Rostov recalled at that moment a strange conversation he had once had with Dolokhov.
The conversation did not flag all evening and turned chiefly on the political news.
At dinner, conversation turned on Pierre's marriage.
That something shameful was his yesterday's conversation with Captain Ramballe.
Their conversation was very simple and unimportant.
The conversation flagged, and the soldiers began settling down to sleep.
There was no point alarming Connie about her situation, so she didn't mention the conversation with Giddon that had inspired the letter.
The delayed conversation indicated he was talking on the telephone.
It was bits and pieces of a telephone conversation with a mystery person.
Let's only focus on things that are relevant to this conversation.
After they had gone Pierre approached Prince Andrew and was about to start a conversation when they heard the clatter of three horses' hoofs on the road not far from the shed, and looking in that direction Prince Andrew recognized Wolzogen and Clausewitz accompanied by a Cossack.
In the midst of this conversation, which was beginning to interest Napoleon, Berthier's eyes turned to look at a general with a suite, who was galloping toward the knoll on a lathering horse.
In the midst of the conversation she noticed "Granddad" give Bennigsen a quick, subtle glance, and then to her joys she saw that "Granddad" said something to "Long-coat" which settled him.
The few glasses of wine he had drunk and the conversation with this good-natured man had destroyed the mood of concentrated gloom in which he had spent the last few days and which was essential for the execution of his design.
But Dolokhov restarted the conversation which had dropped and began putting direct questions as to how many men there were in the battalion, how many battalions, and how many prisoners.
This something was a most subtle spiritual deduction from a conversation with Karataev the day before.
Previously he had talked a great deal, grew excited when he talked, and seldom listened; now he was seldom carried away in conversation and knew how to listen so that people readily told him their most intimate secrets.
But as soon as he tried to continue the conversation he had begun with Princess Mary he again glanced at Natasha, and a still-deeper flush suffused his face and a still-stronger agitation of mingled joy and fear seized his soul.
Though Princess Mary and Natasha were evidently glad to see their visitor and though all Pierre's interest was now centered in that house, by the evening they had talked over everything and the conversation passed from one trivial topic to another and repeatedly broke off.
The same conversation was repeated next day and the day after, and the day after that.