Her father was walking toward them.
Suddenly I remember Betsy and Molly were out walking Bumpus when I left the house!
No more walking across Ireland for him!
Someone was walking down the hall toward them.
The prince had a list of things to be bought in Smolensk and, walking up and down the room past Alpatych who stood by the door, he gave his instructions.
Pierre looked over the wall of the trench and was particularly struck by a pale young officer who, letting his sword hang down, was walking backwards and kept glancing uneasily around.
He descended the knoll and began walking up and down before it.
Ah... those peasants! shouted an officer, seizing by their shoulders and checking the peasants, who were walking unevenly and jolting the stretcher.
I couldn't tell if the look he gave me was incredulity or concern but he grabbed my arm and led me outside where a suited man who must have topped six foot five was walking toward us.
I was sure it was he who talked to her when she was walking Bumpus.
A dog-walking elderly gentleman swore he sighted the much publicized blue van and the search swung to that area.
Dusty spun again and continued walking, aware of the anxious young man at his heels.
The creature walking away from her wanted something, and she couldn't figure out what.
Dean pulled down the top on his Jeep and slowly drove uptown, giving off what he hoped were candidate smiles and waves to the locals, all of whom seemed to be walking the sun drenched street.
Walking back to Bird Song, Dean mulled over what he'd learned.
Dorothy kept hold of his hand and followed him, and soon they were both walking through the air, with the kitten frisking beside them.
With this he began walking in the air toward the high openings, and Dorothy and Zeb followed him.
Once they came near to the enclosed Garden of the Clinging Vines, and walking high into the air looked down upon it with much interest.
"He draws the buggy you see fastened to him, and we ride in the buggy instead of walking," she explained.
As the merchant was walking along, he came to a river that flowed gently between green and shady banks.
One morning, long ago, a merchant of Miletus [Footnote: Mile'tus.] was walking along the seashore.
From all sides were heard the footsteps and talk of the infantry, who were walking, driving past, and settling down all around.
And he fell back into that artificial realm of imaginary greatness, and again--as a horse walking a treadmill thinks it is doing something for itself--he submissively fulfilled the cruel, sad, gloomy, and inhuman role predestined for him.
"Here is our commanding officer... ask him," and he pointed to a stout major who was walking back along the street past the row of carts.
As they were going round the Sukharev water tower Natasha, who was inquisitively and alertly scrutinizing the people driving or walking past, suddenly cried out in joyful surprise:
Only at the end of it, in front of the almshouse and the lunatic asylum, could be seen some people in white and others like them walking singly across the field shouting and gesticulating.
Men in military uniforms and Hessian boots could be seen through the windows, laughing and walking through the rooms.
Now and then he met Russians with anxious and timid faces, and Frenchmen with an air not of the city but of the camp, walking in the middle of the streets.
There was a stir among the officers in the shadow beyond the fire, and one tall, long-necked officer, walking round the fire, came up to Dolokhov.
(The horseflesh was appetizing and nourishing, the saltpeter flavor of the gunpowder they used instead of salt was even pleasant; there was no great cold, it was always warm walking in the daytime, and at night there were the campfires; the lice that devoured him warmed his body.)
She got up and, walking on tiptoe with difficulty, went to the small sitting room.
Their chairs made a scraping noise as the gentlemen who had conferred rose with apparent relief, and began walking up and down, arm in arm, to stretch their legs and converse in couples.
In this world, humans have grown fat, stopped walking, and fill their days with non-stop entertainment and food.
It was very difficult to walk over, the ties were wide apart and so narrow that one felt as if one were walking on knives.
Half walking in the paths, half working our way through the lesser drifts, we succeeded in reaching a pine grove just outside a broad pasture.
I carried the little story to the post-office myself, feeling as if I were walking on air.
They are like people who when walking with you try to shorten their steps to suit yours; the hypocrisy in both cases is equally exasperating.
When she is out walking she often stops suddenly, attracted by the odour of a bit of shrubbery.
During our walks she keeps up a continual spelling, and delights to accompany it with actions such as skipping, hopping, jumping, running, walking fast, walking slow, and the like.
On another occasion while walking with me she seemed conscious of the presence of her brother, although we were distant from him.
One day, while she was out walking with her mother and Mr. Anagnos, a boy threw a torpedo, which startled Mrs. Keller.
This morning teacher and I sat by the window and we saw a little boy walking on the sidewalk.