The guest room was redone in race cars and Disney characters.
He was only a guest until they reached Ashley.
If she was invited, it was as a guest of Alex, so he would tell her when and if he decided to go.
"Well now, gentlemen," said Bilibin, "Bolkonski is my guest in this house and in Brunn itself.
She trailed him down the hallway towards the guest parlor.
The committeemen met him at the first door and, expressing their delight at seeing such a highly honored guest, took possession of him as it were, without waiting for his reply, surrounded him, and led him to the drawing room.
The guest room is open.
He was just a guest at Bird Song.
She's a house guest, not a prisoner.
She frowned at his tone, as if he considered her the newest, permanent member of his organization and not the guest she was.
Dean explained to their guest the winter power of Mother Nature.
You're a guest, and if you happened to be hooked onto a good man, so be it.
We stopped for an ice cream to compose our guest though I disliked taking the time from calling Daniel Brennan to run the license plate number we'd recorded.
The Deans shared a subdued silence as they boarded the Jeep to pick up their guest at the Beaumont.
The Deans drove the short distance to the Beaumont to pick up their guest, who was standing outside at the curb waiting for them.
The guest watched her as she approached, and she recognized the distinct features of A'Ran's family.
Kris waited until the guest bedroom door closed before he motioned to one of the Immortals posted on either end of the hallway.
There was an additional small guest room beneath the stairs on the main floor.
Cynthia gave their guest a hug and retreated down the hall to the Dean's quarters while Edith climbed the stairs.
Our guest registered as Edith Jones.
Dean told her Donnie was a guest at Bird Song and explained the lad, only slightly older than Martha, did not speak.
Next day, the third of March, soon after one o'clock, two hundred and fifty members of the English Club and fifty guests were awaiting the guest of honor and hero of the Austrian campaign, Prince Bagration, to dinner.
Bekleshev and Theodore Uvarov, who had arrived with him, paused at the doorway to allow him, as the guest of honor, to enter first.
Three hundred persons took their seats in the dining room, according to their rank and importance: the more important nearer to the honored guest, as naturally as water flows deepest where the land lies lowest.
The guest of honor was an aide-de-camp of Napoleon's, there were also several French officers of the Guard, and a page of Napoleon's, a young lad of an old aristocratic French family.
They received Pierre in their small, new drawing-room, where it was impossible to sit down anywhere without disturbing its symmetry, neatness, and order; so it was quite comprehensible and not strange that Berg, having generously offered to disturb the symmetry of an armchair or of the sofa for his dear guest, but being apparently painfully undecided on the matter himself, eventually left the visitor to settle the question of selection.
I'd rather have entertained my house guest than listened to his sniveling and begging but alas, I do what I have to do.
I hadn't considered that having a house guest would severely limit our chances for candid conversation.
My wife was as thrilled to entertain our guest as Molly was to be there.
No one could find Damian's HQ unless they were on the guest list, or one of his Guardians revealed its location.
Dean was no expert, but he could tell his guest was a first-class photographer.
They had knocked heads and locked wills over the death of a Bird Song guest during the prior January's Ice Climbing Festival when bitter words were exchanged.
Both remembered the last time they'd watched a guest meet with a stranger and the no-end-to trouble that followed.
The Deans' budget couldn't afford a freeloader, even a pleasant, philosophical guest, especially during a holiday week when the house was full.
She explained how a Bird Song guest, Brandon Westlake, who was a first-class photographer, had given her pointers.
As much as Dean wanted to press his guest on the possibility that the bones were those of her father, he realized such a question was tasteless and inappropriate.
Thoughts raced through his mind of another crash, when Bird Song's very first guest had met a similar fate—but on a traveled highway, not a remote Jeep road deep in the San Juans.
With Pumpkin's unpaid-for accommodations now available, only one other incoming guest was sans quarters.
Bird Song switched a few guest, baked a few goodies, cleaned a few toilets and made a few beds, all with a been-there, done-that regularity.
It was well past midnight when the Deans looked in on their sleeping guest before retiring themselves.
Brandon Westlake, the only other guest of long standing, was off on an early morning photo shoot but an unexpected prodigal returned to Bird Song just as the second batch of cinnamon rolls rolled out of the oven.
She walked down the hallway to the guest bedroom, cringing.
Comforted by her only remaining normal friend, Deidre followed him to the wing of guest bedrooms, surprised at how huge her room was.
It was the same sensation as when she opened the door to the guest bedroom in her apartment for the first time to see the mess the demons made of some poor human.
Toby bolted to the first room on the right, the guest bedroom.
She stared at the walls, wondering who'd had the time to repaint her guest room.
She hesitated, then covered him with a blanket and walked to the guest bathroom.
Katie pushed the door to her designated guest room and stripped out of the grease- stained, French fry scented clothing.
It wasn't a cheap plywood door with a simple push lock but a thick, wooden door as ancient as the hotel with deadbolts, as if Andre regularly locked prisoners in his guest room.
Hours later, she dropped onto the plush guest bed, clad in a T-shirt and underwear after a hot shower.
—a guest for an indefinite period of time.
Kris watched the door to the guest bedchamber close, unusually hopeful about his discovery.
With the creatures too distracted to notice her, Katie drew a breath and darted across the hall, shoving the door of the guest bedroom open.
The fortress around the courtyard was four stories tall and lined with wooden doors indicating guest rooms.
"I have something to show you," she said and took his hand, pulling him toward the guest rooms lining the small courtyard.
The guest was relaxed, his penetrating gaze calm and weary.
Fred followed Cynthia, asking more questions about the new guest as Dean shook his head in mild frustration.
Moscow society, from the old women down to the children, received Pierre like a long-expected guest whose place was always ready awaiting him.
She stepped through into the guest bedroom she'd left the night before.
She knew Kris.s chamber, the guest chamber, Katie.s chamber, and the dining hall.
Katie trotted to the chamber next to Kris.s, knowing the guest chambers were near but not sure which was which.
Her comments brought to mind the death of Bird Song's very first guest and the strange events that followed.
But his surly guest said scarcely a word.
One inconvenience I sometimes experienced in so small a house, the difficulty of getting to a sufficient distance from my guest when we began to utter the big thoughts in big words.
With so intellectual a guest as she considered Prince Andrew to be, she felt that she had to employ her diplomatic tact.
"Anyway," he added, "We have a guest room."
You'll be an honored guest seeing as you're from out of town.
"So who's our new guest?" he asked.