Tears streamed down her face as screams echoed in her mind.
Screams and blaring horns came from the streets.
Several wounded men passed along the road, and words of abuse, screams, and groans mingled in a general hubbub, then the firing died down.
From the midst of that crowd terrible screams arose.
The screams stopped, and Damian's heart quickened.
Their screams are genuine and tangible.
It melted in her mouth and ran down her throat, soothing it after her screams had run it raw.
She awoke in a sweat, the blurred scenes of gore and screams of dying from her dreams fading.
Katie was close. Toby could sense her. He ignored the branches whipping his face and the brambles tripping him. Instead, he just ran, the screams of demons in his ears.
When her fingers light upon words she knows, she fairly screams with pleasure and hugs and kisses me for joy, especially if she thinks she has me beaten.
And here's your pay for them! screams the countryman's whistle; timber like long battering-rams going twenty miles an hour against the city's walls, and chairs enough to seat all the weary and heavy-laden that dwell within them.
A stout major was pacing up and down the line, and regardless of the screams kept repeating:
So the swishing sound of the strokes, and the desperate but unnatural screams, continued.
With screams squeals, and waving of whips that caused even the shaft horses to gallop--the other sleighs followed.
The officer pounced on the soldiers who were in the shops, but at that moment fearful screams reached them from the huge crowd on the Moskva bridge and the officer ran out into the square.
What is it? he asked, but his comrade was already galloping off past Vasili the Beatified in the direction from which the screams came.
He was told by his fellow officers that the screams of the crowd and the shrieks of the woman were due to the fact that General Ermolov, coming up to the crowd and learning that soldiers were dispersing among the shops while crowds of civilians blocked the bridge, had ordered two guns to be unlimbered and made a show of firing at the bridge.
And the screams of those that were being trampled on and of those who tried to rescue the tall lad only increased the fury of the crowd.
The caleche flew over the ground as fast as the horses could draw it, but for a long time Count Rostopchin still heard the insane despairing screams growing fainter in the distance, while his eyes saw nothing but the astonished, frightened, bloodstained face of "the traitor" in the fur-lined coat.
The wounded crept together in twos and threes and one could hear their distressing screams and groans, sometimes feigned--or so it seemed to Rostov.