"I'm coming," she grumbled as she pulled on her robe and walked down the hall.
Some walked thoughtfully up and down, others whispered and laughed.
Dulce regarded her reflectively for a moment longer and then walked away without saying another word.
He tossed the shirt on the bed and walked silently to her.
Alex walked into the room, smiling when he saw what she had done.
His movements were deliberate as he walked toward her - as if he were measuring every word he was about to say.
Avoiding his eyes as she walked past him, she tried not to limp.
Waiting until Yancey disappeared down the path, she walked over to the desk.
We walked down the path to the well-house, attracted by the fragrance of the honeysuckle with which it was covered.
In my fancy the pagan gods and goddesses still walked on earth and talked face to face with men, and in my heart I secretly built shrines to those I loved best.
He stood and walked over to the window, staring out it absently.
Alex was removing supper from the oven when she walked into the kitchen.
Alex looked up and smiled when they walked into the room.
Yancey walked in as she was setting the table.
Through the streets soldiers in various uniforms walked or ran confusedly in different directions like ants from a ruined ant-hill.
He rolled up the newspaper and hit her playfully on the backside as she walked away.
Alex walked in and closed the door to the other bedroom.
Later, as they walked back to their room, Jonathan looked up at Carmen.
He turned and walked away, his head nearly a foot above the others.
The idea was reinforced when Gerald turned and walked out the door without doing so.
Alondra walked into the room with some tissues and a damp rag.
She walked the length of the living room expecting to feel that iron grip again, but he merely followed her out the door.
Alex was lounging with one shoulder against the wall on the other side of the family room when Carmen walked in.
He slapped her backside playfully as she walked out the door ahead of him.
She walked into the den twice and stared at the computer.
When Alex walked through the door, they were standing by the table, waiting on him.
She walked behind his chair, leaning over it and putting her arms around him.
He released her without objection and she walked away to get Destiny.
She was slicing some left over pork roast for a recipe tomorrow when Alex walked in and announced that Destiny and Jonathan were asleep.
Lathum walked beside him to their patrol car and picked up a tablet.
He walked away with his clipboard in hand, barking some orders at another officer.
The retired naval man was speaking very boldly, as was evident from the expression on the faces of the listeners and from the fact that some people Pierre knew as the meekest and quietest of men walked away disapprovingly or expressed disagreement with him.
They set off in caravans, bought their freedom one by one or ran away, and drove or walked toward the "warm rivers."
Princess Mary walked up and down the room and stopped in front of him.
As soon as Rostov, followed by Ilyin, Lavrushka, and Alpatych, came up to the crowd, Karp, thrusting his fingers into his belt and smiling a little, walked to the front.
Behind, before, and on both sides, crowds of militiamen with bared heads walked, ran, and bowed to the ground.
With a long overcoat on his exceedingly stout, round-shouldered body, with uncovered white head and puffy face showing the white ball of the eye he had lost, Kutuzov walked with plunging, swaying gait into the crowd and stopped behind the priest.
He rose, walked to and fro, put on a warm overcoat and a hat, and went out of the tent.
Napoleon walked about in front of his tent, looked at the fires and listened to these sounds, and as he was passing a tall guardsman in a shaggy cap, who was standing sentinel before his tent and had drawn himself up like a black pillar at sight of the Emperor, Napoleon stopped in front of him.
Napoleon nodded and walked away.
Occasionally he rose and walked about the battery still with that same smile, trying not to obstruct the soldiers who were loading, hauling the guns, and continually running past him with bags and charges.
They gave little jumps as they walked, as though they were on springs.