"Let me show you to your rooms," Felipa said, taking Carmen by the arm.
I'll see about some rooms at the hotel.
I thought he could stay in one of the rooms upstairs at night – if you don't mind.
These elderly patrons paid their bills, didn't trash their rooms and, to a person, were breathlessly enthralled with the mountains, weather, scenery, and everything else about the beautiful mountain town of Ouray, Colorado.
Everyone liked the idea, so they returned to their rooms and cleaned up.
There are three small rooms up stairs.
She was in one of the main rooms of the mansion.
The rooms were whitewashed once a month; and this one, at least, was the whitest, most simply furnished, and probably the neatest apartment in the town.
Such beautiful things should be displayed in the rooms downstairs.
There are three small rooms upstairs but we'll explain about them later.
There were rooms to fill and appliances to purchase.
We're in adjoining rooms at a cheap motel that's not noted for its sound insulation.
Several of the rooms on either side were open, revealing couples in various stages of undress, a room with junkies shooting up and potheads lighting up, and a room filled with what looked like people sleeping.
The sense grew stronger as she led them down the hall past a waiting room and nurse's station towards the quiet hallway lined by patients' rooms, each housing four to five patients.
She drove to the bed and breakfast instead, where the friendly woman who rented rooms had left the back door open for her.
The hundred-year-old Victorian building contained nine rentable rooms, each with a private bath.
Monday was transition day at Bird Song, with the arrival of six new guests to fill three vacated rooms, with only the four Dawkins, Brandon Westlake, and Pumpkin Green staying on.
The Dawkins have three rooms for four people.
While Cynthia hemmed and hawed about the most diplomatic way to suggest that the Dawkinses might billet down to two rooms from the three they now occupied, the situation cured itself.
Towels were in short supply, rooms needed quick cleaning, and Cynthia, Maria, and Dean had their hands full.
Somehow painting those rooms didn't have the same appeal.
He never thought twice about searching the rooms for something he didn't know existed.
He opened the door to the rooms he knew as well as his cabin.
His cabin was tiny, two rooms, with the walls lined with weapons he'd collected over the years.
She searched for half an hour before spotting her sister sitting in one of the airy rooms off the hallway near the buffet.
She followed him up a set of regal stairs to the second floor, where multiple rooms lined a hallway.
She tugged the heavy door open by its old iron handle and gazed into a large square of grass, a courtyard, around which many similar rooms with heavy doors were arranged.
They crossed through a common area with a kitchenette and large, flat-screen TV, past a gym, a library, and a few other common rooms, and into the barracks area, which bustled with activity.
She forced herself not to cover her tattoo with her hands as she followed her sister to the second floor, where the private rooms were.
"I have something to show you," she said and took his hand, pulling him toward the guest rooms lining the small courtyard.
The portal opened in the courtyard, and Kris.s gaze went immediately to the rooms lining the women.s wing.
He didn.t wait for the shocked leader of the Sanctuary to respond but took Kris into one of the empty rooms and laid him out on the bed.
She ignored the instinct and said, "I want to roam around the main house, but I'm really afraid of opening doors to random rooms and finding, you know, hordes of tarantulas that attack me or angry prisoners of war."
The inn contained nine rentable rooms, each with a private bath.
The second floor contained six, five rooms for guests, the sixth occupied by Fred O'Connor.
I booked two more rooms for Bird Song as a result of it!
We've got empty rooms, at least until the ice climbers start coming tomorrow.
The three north-side second floor rooms contained Fred, Gladys Turnbull and a pretty female climber named Penny.
The three third floor rooms contained six ice climbers while Donald Ryland remained in the small first floor quarters.
Please, everyone, return to your rooms except Mr. Dean.
Most of Bird Song's other guests remained, as requested, in their own rooms but Ryland hung around the kitchen, sharing a snack of take-out pizza with Donnie while Edith sat nearby, wringing her hands and looking petrified.
First off, all the ice climbers are leaving so there's no hurry cleaning up what's going to be empty rooms, probably until the weekend.
Spare rooms are about all we've got!
But Gladys was delighted and after a night, ostensibly in adjoining rooms, the pair were off, with giggles and tears and a proud pronouncement that Arlen had agreed to present all seven volumes of Belfair and her galactic cohorts to the waiting world of letters—in paperback form.
They were escorted back to their rooms and instructed to stay there until morning, when lessons would resume.
Why don't we grab your bags and I'll show you to your rooms while Connor and Jackson make drinks.
Her room was tiny, and she heard others rustling in rooms nearby.
She occupied the largest suite in the structure, seven spacious rooms on the top floor.
Presumably, the other rooms too offered calendar-quality scenes, but Dean never viewed them.
That way you'll have 20 vacant rooms 'stead of just 19.
The room had a musty closed-up smell and looked like a thousand other motel rooms in a thousand other cities.
Vinnie had given Dean his address: 879 Parsons—two rooms over a laundromat.
He unobtrusively managed to locate all of the three renters of the adjoining rooms through their license plate numbers and was able to speak to two of them.
Fortunately, room 22 was taken and they settled for adjoining rooms on the second floor near the end of the building.
When they reached the rooms he took her key and opened her door.
The power was restored and both rooms blazed with light.
He jumped to his feet flipping light switches and stumbling through both rooms, barely seeing still-sleeping Cynthia through eyes pinched nearly closed against the intrusive brightness.
It seemed more of the investigation time of this case had taken place in motel rooms than anywhere else.
They went to separate rooms to change out of their wedding attire - probably the last time they would do so separately.
She led him first down the hallway where the gym was, pointing out the locker rooms and weapons room before taking him to the second floor to Jonny's wing and past her doorless room.
Following these halls they discovered many small rooms opening from them, and some were furnished with glass benches, tables and chairs.
Then the boy returned to one of the upper rooms, and in spite of the hardness of the glass bench was soon deep in slumberland.
Several stories of empty rooms rewarded their search, but nothing more; so after a time they came back to the platform again.
Inside the archway were several doors, leading to different rooms built into the mountain, and Zeb and the Wizard lifted these wooden doors from their hinges and tossed them all on the flames.
"She is with the Princess Ozma, in the private rooms of the palace," replied Jellia Jamb.
This mollified Jim a little, and after some thought the green maiden decided to give the cab-horse a room in the palace, such a big building having many rooms that were seldom in use.
He shall have all the rooms in the house, and the ladies' parlor, too, I'll go right round to the Planters' and fetch him back.
If you'll come back to my house, you shall have the best room in it--yes, all the rooms if you wish.
The libraries that existed, such as the one at Alexandria, contained reading rooms because when you read a book, you read it aloud.
The small rooms were arranged on each side of a long open hall.
Of course the sun did not shine, but we had great open wood fires in the rooms, which were all very sweet with roses and other flowers, which were sent to me from distant friends; and fruits of all kinds from California and other places.
She gropes her way without much certainty in rooms where she is quite familiar.
Drawing rooms, gossip, balls, vanity, and triviality--these are the enchanted circle I cannot escape from.
The young people were in one of the inner rooms, not considering it necessary to take part in receiving the visitors.
A door of one of the inner rooms opened and one of the princesses, the count's niece, entered with a cold, stern face.
The card tables were drawn out, sets made up for boston, and the count's visitors settled themselves, some in the two drawing rooms, some in the sitting room, some in the library.
The old prince always dressed in old-fashioned style, wearing an antique coat and powdered hair; and when Prince Andrew entered his father's dressing room (not with the contemptuous look and manner he wore in drawing rooms, but with the animated face with which he talked to Pierre), the old man was sitting on a large leather-covered chair, wrapped in a powdering mantle, entrusting his head to Tikhon.
In the dining room, which like all the rooms in the house was exceedingly lofty, the members of the household and the footmen--one behind each chair--stood waiting for the prince to enter.
And, in fact, Bilibin's witticisms were hawked about in the Viennese drawing rooms and often had an influence on matters considered important.
Prince Vasili and Anatole had separate rooms assigned to them.
Go back to your rooms, Princess.
On that third of March, all the rooms in the English Club were filled with a hum of conversation, like the hum of bees swarming in springtime.
Pierre, who at his wife's command had let his hair grow and abandoned his spectacles, went about the rooms fashionably dressed but looking sad and dull.
First he spun her round, holding her now with his left, now with his right hand, then falling on one knee he twirled her round him, and again jumping up, dashed so impetuously forward that it seemed as if he would rush through the whole suite of rooms without drawing breath, and then he suddenly stopped and performed some new and unexpected steps.
The baby Prince Nicholas lived with his wet nurse and nurse Savishna in the late princess' rooms and Princess Mary spent most of the day in the nursery, taking a mother's place to her little nephew as best she could.
Rostov went to the middle of the room and looking through the open doors into the two adjoining rooms saw the same thing there.
Going along the corridor, the assistant led Rostov to the officers' wards, consisting of three rooms, the doors of which stood open.
There were beds in these rooms and the sick and wounded officers were lying or sitting on them.
Some were walking about the rooms in hospital dressing gowns.
Those in the rooms above were also awake.
During his service, chiefly as an adjutant, Prince Andrew had seen the anterooms of many important men, and the different types of such rooms were well known to him.
Pierre, who had come downstairs, walked through the rooms and struck everyone by his preoccupied, absent-minded, and morose air.
From reading he passed to sleeping, from sleeping to gossip in drawing rooms of the club, from gossip to carousals and women; from carousals back to gossip, reading, and wine.
When Gabriel came to inform her that the men who had come had run away again, she rose frowning, and clasping her hands behind her paced through the rooms a long time considering what she should do.
One could see that he wished to pass through the rooms as quickly as possible, finish with the bows and greetings, and sit down to business in front of a map, where he would feel at home.
A middle-aged man, handsome and virile, in the uniform of a retired naval officer, was speaking in one of the rooms, and a small crowd was pressing round him.
So he called Tikhon and went through the rooms with him to show him where to set up the bed for that night.
There were trunks in the rooms, and hay, wrapping paper, and ropes were scattered about.
The wounded dragged themselves out of their rooms and stood with pale but happy faces round the carts.
At the moment when Vereshchagin fell and the crowd closed in with savage yells and swayed about him, Rostopchin suddenly turned pale and, instead of going to the back entrance where his carriage awaited him, went with hurried steps and bent head, not knowing where and why, along the passage leading to the rooms on the ground floor.
Again the officer turned to Gerasim and asked him to show him the rooms in the house.
Three large rooms were assigned to them in the monastery hostelry, one of which was occupied by Prince Andrew.
The house was spacious and had rooms for the house serfs and apartments for visitors.
The second floor contained six quarters, five rooms for guests and the rear left corner occupied by Fred O'Connor.
"We're a little tight for rooms," Dean interrupted.
We'll get a bed out of your house and put it in one of the rooms here so you'll have a dry place to sleep.