Once the garage door was secured, she pulled away from the house.
He pulled an envelope from his pocket.
Reluctantly she pulled away, her pulse and respiration in a race.
She stepped forward and pulled the newspaper down with one hand.
Finally he pulled away.
"Mommy will be right here," Carmen said as she gently pulled away.
He pulled her into his arms.
When the train at last pulled into the station at Boston it was as if a beautiful fairy tale had come true.
He pulled the pajama top shut and started buttoning it without looking up.
His fingers closed around her arm and he firmly pulled her back.
He lay down on his back and pulled the covers up.
Destiny followed her and Carmen pulled the chair beside her out so she could crawl into it.
He placed one upon the floor, so that it could run around, and pulled apart the other, making three piglets in all; and then one of these was pulled apart, making four piglets.
The little man felt carefully in his pocket and pulled out the tiny piglets, setting them upon the grass one by one, where they ran around and nibbled the tender blades.
"I'll use the king," said the boy, and pulled his prisoner out of the buggy.
"Well, boy, what have you got?" asked one of the robbers, as he pulled Otanes from his horse.
The Mason drew the shirt back from Pierre's left breast, and stooping down pulled up the left leg of his trousers to above the knee.
With slow graceful steps, he pulled her into dance.
He pulled her close in an embrace, his lips warm against hers in response to her silent query.
He pulled the undershirt over his head before answering.
Warmth crawled up her neck as she grabbed her nightgown and pulled it over her head.
She returned his kiss passionately, and when he pulled his head back, she gazed up at him.
Her dark shining hair was pulled back loosely with bejeweled combs and hung in loose curls down her back.
She pulled her hand back, her face growing warmer.
He quickly opened it and pulled out the contents.
When he pulled the covers over her, she stretched out and fell asleep again.
She pulled the covers up to her chin and met his gaze solemnly.
In the darkness, Alex found her and pulled her into his arms.
"Mommy will be right here," Carmen said as she gently pulled away.
He pulled her close, stroking her hair.
When she pulled back, his dark chocolate gaze turned sultry, quickening her pulse.
"I'm coming," she grumbled as she pulled on her robe and walked down the hall.
She pulled the lawn chair into the shade under a tree and stretched out, closing her eyes and simply listening to the birds.
He stepped closer, slipping his other hand around her waist, and pulled her gently against him.
He groaned and pulled her firmly against his body, his kiss becoming passionate.
His chuckle was soft as he pulled her gently against him.
"Lisa," his voice was barely more than a whisper as he pulled her into his arms.
Len pulled the truck into the yard and stopped.
He chuckled softly as he pulled her closer, his hand gently caressing her back.
Finally she pulled away.
She pulled over beside the road and dialed his number.
She pulled the car back on the road and continued toward the Giddon place.
She pulled her arm free and hurried to the house.
I ran and pulled him out.
The flowers were wilted, but the kind thought which came with them was as sweet and as fresh as newly pulled violets.
"At boss zides, Captain," he heard the voice of the colonel, who, having ridden ahead, had pulled up his horse near the bridge, with a triumphant, cheerful face.
Rook pulled at the reins and started of his own accord.
But Dolokhov did not go away; he untied the handkerchief around his head, pulled it off, and showed the blood congealed on his hair.
Natasha, after she had pulled him down toward her and covered his face with kisses, holding him tight by the skirt of his coat, sprang away and pranced up and down in one place like a goat and shrieked piercingly.
She pulled up her muslin sleeve and showed him a red scar on her long, slender, delicate arm, high above the elbow on that part that is covered even by a ball dress.
Petya, who was laughing, whipped and pulled at his horse.
It was only by the keener wind that met them and the jerks given by the side horses who pulled harder--ever increasing their gallop--that one noticed how fast the troyka was flying.
Pierre, taking him by the arm, pulled him toward himself and was leading him from the room.
To have one's ear pulled by the Emperor was considered the greatest honor and mark of favor at the French court.
Petya pulled him by the arm to attract his attention.
Petya wiped his perspiring face with his hands and pulled up the damp collar which he had arranged so well at home to seem like a man's.
He pulled himself together, looked round, screwing up his eyes, glanced at Prince Andrew, and, evidently not recognizing him, moved with his waddling gait to the porch.
He sat, sunk deep in a folding armchair, and continually cleared his throat and pulled at the collar of his coat which, though it was unbuttoned, still seemed to pinch his neck.
Having tied a girdle over his coat and pulled his cap low on his head, Pierre went down the corridor, trying to avoid making a noise or meeting the captain, and passed out into the street.
The dancer stopped, pulled off the loose piece of leather, and threw it on the fire.
He pulled her into his arms again.
He pulled away from her, propping up on an elbow as he studied her face.
When they reached their destination, Alex pulled her aside and gently corrected her.
Her dark hair was pulled back severely from a narrow face.
He pulled the shirt tails out of his pants and shucked it.
Gathering her in his arms, he pulled her close - his lips seeking hers hungrily.
Unbuckling his belt, he pulled his shirt up and examined the knife scar on his abdomen.
Felipa pulled the hair up and used combs with amethyst jewels on them, giving the impression of long hair.
Alex pulled her too him, his lips seeking hers hungrily.
He pulled her close and kissed her forehead.
She pulled the suitcase out and placed it on the bed.
She turned off the light and pulled the covers up.
He laughed as he pulled her against his bare chest.
Lisa pulled a curtain back to examine the sky.
As she pulled out the flatware drawer, the doorbell rang.
She pulled the blanket around her shoulders and curled into a shivering ball, staring through the window into the darkness.
He pulled her into a gentle comforting hug.
His hands gently pulled her head back and before she comprehended his intent, he kissed her lips.
Snapping it open, she pulled out a dresser drawer and began tossing things in.
He braked and pulled the car to the side of the road.
Glancing at the road behind them he pulled back onto the highway.
She pulled out a chair.
The Wizard reached out, caught the wee creature in his hand, and holding its head between one thumb and finger and its tail between the other thumb and finger he pulled it apart, each of the two parts becoming a whole and separate piglet in an instant.
Putnam gave the rope a quick jerk and his friends pulled him out in great haste.
When his friends heard the gun they pulled the rope quickly and drew him out.
It was no fun to be pulled over the sharp stones in that way; but it was better than to be bitten by the wolf.
Men and boys pulled with all their might; and Putnam and the wolf were drawn out together.
In a few minutes the big net was pulled up out of the water.
China pulled out all the stops, dividing its farmland into about twenty-five thousand collective farms with an average of five thousand households each.
I pulled two beads off and indicated to her that I wanted her to sew them on my doll.
One of them pulled me by the sleeve and said, "Girl is blind."
Making another hole directly over it with an ice chisel which I had, and cutting down the longest birch which I could find in the neighborhood with my knife, I made a slip-noose, which I attached to its end, and, letting it down carefully, passed it over the knob of the handle, and drew it by a line along the birch, and so pulled the axe out again.
Before his house was pulled down, when his comrades avoided it as "an unlucky castle," I visited it.
But all I can learn of their conclusions amounts to just this, that "Cato and Brister pulled wool"; which is about as edifying as the history of more famous schools of philosophy.
We waded so gently and reverently, or we pulled together so smoothly, that the fishes of thought were not scared from the stream, nor feared any angler on the bank, but came and went grandly, like the clouds which float through the western sky, and the mother-o'-pearl flocks which sometimes form and dissolve there.
He would perhaps have placed alder branches over the narrow holes in the ice, which were four or five rods apart and an equal distance from the shore, and having fastened the end of the line to a stick to prevent its being pulled through, have passed the slack line over a twig of the alder, a foot or more above the ice, and tied a dry oak leaf to it, which, being pulled down, would show when he had a bite.
The hall porter sullenly pulled a bell that rang upstairs, and turned away.
He walked about in front of the line and at every step pulled himself up, slightly arching his back.
The German laughed, came out of the cowshed, pulled off his cap, and waving it above his head cried:
He pulled off the quilt and shook it.
But Rostov pulled away his arm and, with as much anger as though Denisov were his worst enemy, firmly fixed his eyes directly on his face.
Napoleon turned to him gaily and pulled his ear.
Finally she pulled the door shut and locked it.