Continued Sentence Examples

She continued to pack in silence.

The storm continued most of the night.

She answered him and continued her chatter.

The prince was working at the lathe and after glancing round continued his work.

But they continued to fall, all together, and the boy and girl had no difficulty in remaining upon the seat, just as they were before.

She continued to type while I put in the call.

When he continued to watch her without response, she sighed.

She continued the conversation as if nothing had happened.

No, my dear boy," he continued, "you and your generals won't get on against Buonaparte; you'll have to call in the French, so that birds of a feather may fight together.

When he continued to watch her, she smiled wryly.

How long this state of things continued Dorothy could not even guess, she was so greatly bewildered.

She pulled the car back on the road and continued toward the Giddon place.

Well, go on," he continued, returning to his hobby; "tell me how the Germans have taught you to fight Bonaparte by this new science you call 'strategy.'"

Señor Medena shook his head and continued toward the car.

When he continued to assess her, she boldly returned his appraisal.

Pierre murmured something unintelligible, and continued to look round as if in search of something.

The princess continued to look at him without moving, and with the same dull expression.

Heat and drought had continued for more than three weeks.

Some people began to laugh, others continued to watch in dismay the executioner who was undressing the other man.

Howie continued to look to us for direction while remaining adamant we exclude so much as mention of what we were doing to anyone outside our group.

Before everyone stopped laughing, he continued.

He continued to avoid her gaze, focusing on Felipa instead.

His expression was reflective as he continued to regard her.

When Connie continued to watch her dubiously, Lisa dropped to the bed and sighed heavily.

When I didn't respond, she continued.

She continued to watch him soberly.

After he had gone Pierre continued pacing up and down the room for a long time, no longer piercing an imaginary foe with his imaginary sword, but smiling at the remembrance of that pleasant, intelligent, and resolute young man.

The old prince did not evince the least interest during this explanation, but as if he were not listening to it continued to dress while walking about, and three times unexpectedly interrupted.

The most solemn mystery in the world continued its course.

Alex obliged and then the four of them continued to a lot where some horses grazed.

She shook her head and continued.

Sarah shook her head and rolled her eyes as she continued her needlework.

We weren't disappointed as Martha continued.

We waited until Howie continued.

While these assets upgraded our efficiency, the LeBlanc house continued to be inadequate.

While we presumed Daniel Brennan and Merrill Cooms had gleaned much about our group from our many conversations, we continued to volunteer nothing concrete.

Jennifer Radisson continued to intimidate.

Dean thought she might cry but she continued.

Fred and Dean didn't stop to exam­ine them but continued to casually stroll by.

Algebra and geometry were the only studies that continued to defy my efforts to comprehend them.

As she continued to ask these distressing questions, we left the cemetery.

She continued to exercise her vocal organs mechanically, as ordinary children do.

But Pierre continued his speech without heeding her.

And my affairs are in such a bad way that my position is now a terrible one, continued Anna Mikhaylovna, sadly, dropping her voice.

Though in the new reign he was free to return to the capitals, he still continued to live in the country, remarking that anyone who wanted to see him could come the hundred miles from Moscow to Bald Hills, while he himself needed no one and nothing.

Pierre continued, in French, to persuade the officer not to hold that drunken imbecile to account.

He walked down the hill, pausing a reverent moment at the headstone, and then ducked under a limb as he continued down the hill.

She stopped, and Roxanne continued down the hall.

The arms that rescued her continued to cradle her gently, and what the fall had failed to do to her heart beat, his close proximity completed.

He continued to eat, ignoring her presence, and she squirmed in her chair.

Howie continued, as animated as a kindergartener at show and tell.

Martha wrote on her pad as he continued.

When I didn't reply, she continued.

I didn't know where this was going so I paused until she continued.

Our success with missing persons continued to grow.

I continued to feel uncomfortable.

Our unknown contributions to the web site continued to methodically move forward.

Most of our cases proved to be runaways or missing persons and our limitations due to non-specific known time or age of the event continued to plague us.

She was never quite sure how to respond to Martha's candor though the two continued to be best of friends.

Molly continued to hold Clair, even feeding her a bottle as Martha explained the mechanics of capturing mother's milk while the rest of us pretended not to listen.

Martha continued to whisper to me she wished he'd go easier on the booze.

When I failed to comment, Mr. Cooms continued.

The tears continued to seep down Julie's cheeks but she didn't sob.

When I said nothing, he continued.

Let's discuss this without yelling at each other,' I said, raising my voice over Claire's continued screaming.

When I didn't lift my glass, she continued to prod.

Betsy made no move to assist but continued to eat her sandwich.

Betsy pirouetted sharply and continued up the stairs.

When I said no, she continued.

Before I could speak, he continued.

My jaw dropped as she continued.

Betsy continued, trying to sound normal.

I seriously wondered if I had but I continued.

Instead, he continued in another direction.

After that introduction, my wife listened; for more than five minutes, while Howie apparently continued to ramble.

She wanted to explain herself more thoroughly but I shushed her and continued with business.

I nodded and he continued.

The pastor continued as if we hadn't taken nearly a three hour break, mostly continuing his sermon.

Howie, with eyes closed continued to speak.

At her silence, he continued.

He continued through the streets and slowed when he reached a dilapidated, boarded-up church on a corner.

Dusty spun again and continued walking, aware of the anxious young man at his heels.

The world continued in its delayed movement, and they turned to watch the battling duo.

He continued at his quick pace into the town, glancing over the quaint downtown strip lined with small cars and pubs.

The familiar path down the coastline passed the Cliffs of Moher and continued for a short distance.

The vamp barked a laugh and continued down the hall.

Pierre was unfazed by his raised voice and continued playing a game on his phone.

Mesmerized, she missed her step, and her father continued without her to the center of the landmark.

She continued to walk, needing to feel the cold to remind her she was still alive.

He continued past her, up the hill once more.

He continued on his way, holding out his hand to the woman awaiting him.

Irritated he continued to disturb her peace, she leveled a glare on him.

When he didn't answer, she continued.

At her curious look, Linda continued.

That he's chosen you as his mate will basically ensure the continued existence of life as we know it.

Two continued walking, finding a narrow path in the dark and starting down it.

There were days when you hated the fact you did love her, and there were days when she almost walked away from you for good, because she hated that she couldn't control how she felt, Deidre continued.

The terms were right, Zamon continued.

Dean took a deep breath and continued.

Bird Song's managerial pair tried to present a breakfast happy face over coffee cake and muffins, but their efforts continued to fall short as they waited for Martha to make an appearance.

When Dean first introduced himself, the young lady continued with her engaging smile until it became obvious she had no idea what he was saying—even after he sputtered the half-dozen words of Spanish he knew.

Martha looked up as she continued.

Dean continued to stare at her, waiting for further explanation.

When Dean didn't respond—principally because he had no idea what this woman was talking about—she continued.

Dean's continued silence prompted her to explain.

He publicly continued to express strong feelings about Dean's involvement.

But Fred continued to skirt the answer.

Randy continued, "Ma's going to be... ."

Randy continued to talk, more rapidly than necessary, mentioning a small wedding.

Dean continued to exhibit restrain with his comebacks in deference to the improved moods around Bird Song.

Joseph and Ginger sat, pretending everyone continued to love one another while no doubt plotting their own sneaky revenge.

Tell me that, Dean continued, picking up a large bone and looking at it closely.

The passageway continued beyond where Martha had ventured and the Deans continued another hundred yards but once more the passageway forked.

Cynthia asked, matching Fred's continued smirk.

When he was finished, the quiet continued to the point where he wondered if she were still on the line.

The election continued to take a back seat to everything else happening.

The auction continued in full swing, the outdoor area crowded with bargain seekers, their acquired spoils piled high about them.

Speculation continued to abound at Bird Song.

Dean had to agree as she continued.

She continued to gaze at him, awaiting an explanation.

Dean thought he'd lost her completely but she remained sitting, clapping with the other spectators—a bit too strenuously—as the puppy parade continued.

The road continued to climb at a seemingly impossible grade, more rugged now with jagged rocks littering the uneven way.

Cynthia continued to utilize her camera, apologizing for her time-consuming perfectionism.

She continued to hold onto him, sobs wracking her body.

She continued to hold him.

Dean continued to his bedroom with Cynthia following.

Lydia Larkin continued to stare, then shrugged and began filling her glass.

Dawkins didn't look up from the screen as he continued to pound away on the keyboard.

His wife continued her stare.

Fred continued to be mum about the trial.

Around the start of the war, Roger continued.

She waited until he continued.

The telephone lines between New Jersey and Colorado continued to burn about the confirmed August wedding date.

As he drove back to town, he continued to mull over what Under Sheriff Larkin had said about Fitzgerald.

She continued to stare at Cynthia, but her conversation was directed at Dean.

Dean gave the tableau a wide berth as he continued back to Bird Song, whistling the entire trip.

Dean could imagine the more as Jennifer continued.

His suspicions concerning Lydia's actions and his continued silence in not reporting them came too close to involving him as an accessory in whatever she might have done.

The Dawkins group continued to carp about airline reservations.

In spite of his continued concern over Fitzgerald, Dean indulged himself.

There was no further official word on Martha's whereabouts, but Fred continued to assure the Deans not to worry, saying the girl was in good hands, whatever that meant.

The trio continued to click down the list of people at Bird Song who were around when the bone fragment theft was discovered.

In spite of the good news of Fred's return, the pall of Martha's continued absence draped over Bird Song.

They spent the evening in their private quarters mulling over the possibilities and skirting the question that Lydia had actually killed her boss, which in spite of mounting concern, Dean continued to find unlikely.

Cynthia continued to cling to Martha as if letting go would somehow cause the child to disappear.

She was quick to deny that they were the ones she'd found, but they continued with the story without asking her the details of her initial discovery.

There was no obstacle to the continued exercise of his firm and reasonable will.

Then they turned bottom side up, and continued to roll slowly over until they were right side up again.

It was the word "water," and I continued to make some sound for that word after all other speech was lost.

First he had left a lady before she had finished speaking to him, and now he continued to speak to another who wished to get away.

Dean stewed over the question as the business of Bird Song continued.

Rumors continued to be rampant about his alleged culpability in Billy Langstrom's death.

The nagging question of Fitzgerald continued to block out the other important matters Dean should have been concentrating on.

They continued to watch as the children began tossing small stones at their floating treasure, trying to halt its progress, when the sound of a horn startled them.

She continued up Seventh Street and turned south on Main and drove toward the mountains.

He continued to stare at her total lack of remorse.

Fred shrugged as he continued to pound away at the keys.

Cynthia looked at Dean knowingly but said nothing as Martha continued.

He continued to grope his way forward until the first turn in the tunnel closed off what little light spilled in from the entrance.

The Deans continued, a step at a time.

He continued to hold it but pointed it downward.

Dean tried to hide his surprise as she continued.

Her attention shifted as the world around her continued to register.

They continued, and Deidre's attention went to a small shop behind the tents, from which incense drifted.

He started to sketch something, paused then leaned forward with more interest and continued.

After a pause, she continued.

She continued in that fashion until she was a good fifteen feet off the ground.

I'm holding my breath, hoping none of that shit comes back to bite me, he continued.

When Lori opened her mouth to protest, he continued.

Her gaze continued up to the large western belt buckle that hugged his flat abdomen.

They continued up the hill, past the place where the wild dogs had broken through so long ago, and on toward the spring.

If she continued to push it, they would get a restraining order against her.

She continued walking toward the house.

When Carmen continued to stare at her, she threw her hands in the air.

Ignoring the urge to go see if Lori was at the house, she continued down the road.

She continued to work at the other bed for a few minutes and then stopped, turning to Carmen.

Carmen hesitated a moment and then continued.

For the next week, Alex continued to wake up more frequently and stay awake for longer periods of time, but he still didn't talk – didn't even try.

Alex continued to improve and Thursday the doctor told him they would release him the next morning.

For a moment she sat still, wishing that it had continued.

When the bear continued toward him, he fired.

When she continued to gaze at him, he sighed.

Tamer continued to a locked door on the other side of the foyer.

She forced herself to breathe deeply and continued towards the distant road.

After a moment, the deity continued.

Hannah continued on the same speech she'd heard every time they were together.

The beast within continued to throw itself at it, ceasing finally when it saw the prison had been reinforced.

She continued to throw it until it stuck.

The three creatures continued to hunt through the fallen, sometimes eating, most of the times pushing body parts aside in search of something.

No vision came to her and she continued.

One human is nothing to him in his version of the big picture, Sasha continued.

When only the winter wind greeted him, he continued.

He listed a few items, none of which she heard as she continued to stare at the paper.

She continued to the small women.s boutique that stocked every kind of facial and body care product she.d ever heard of—and many she hadn.t.

Comfortable in the plush office chair, she propped her feet up on her desk and continued to sketch until the picture began to look as she wanted it to.

She continued down the hall, watching the lights.

She continued faster, and followed the corridor as it curved to the left.

He said nothing but continued at a quick pace.

He paid no attention and continued to stride down the corridor.

But as the days continued, he realized that wouldn't happen.

At his lack of response, she continued, Ne'Rin disagrees.

The battle continued, and the men around her grew tenser when the first fleck of blood appeared on A'Ran's opponent.

The slow movements continued for an hour, with A'Ran pausing between each new one to adjust her stance as needed.

Before she could be irritated by his words, he continued, "We will discuss matters later."

She continued to watch him.

She paused, as if searching for the right words, then continued.

The strange sound continued for several minutes, and she trembled, trying hard not to think of what happened if she made it unscathed to the planet's surface.

They continued up a winding path toward the top of the lowest of the mountains.

Leyon waited with her at the doorway as the war discussions continued.

Mansr dropped to his knees as the earth continued to tremble.

She continued after him.

She sat across from Evelyn, who continued to give her the odd look, and clasped her hands together hard to keep them from shaking as they took off.

The group continued without her.

Fred plopped down on the sofa, set the plate in his lap and continued to eat and talk at the same time.

The boy seemed attentive in spite of his muteness so Dean resumed sweeping up needles with his hand and continued to chatter.

Donnie smiled shyly as Fred continued.

Donnie continued to tug and look up at his mother.

She continued to examine the articles.

Cynthia glanced at her husband, a troubled look on her face as if to express her continued concern over the departing woman.

Dean continued to examine the script.

While Dean felt sorry for the distressed woman, he continued to hope his dearest Cynthia would let the matter rest.

He nodded in agreement and she continued, Being a flannel gal is nice, too.

Finally, after a dab at her lips, she continued.

He paused, waiting to see if she would respond to his suggestion but she continued eating.

He offered Dean coffee with a wave of his hand as he continued to eat.

The January sun continued in its brilliance and the rhythmic gliding across the crystal snow, though not exhausting, warmed the couple to the point where even their limited outer cover seemed excessive.

Martha just continued to nod and look straight ahead but she wore a hint of a smile.

When Dean didn't ask anything further, Martha continued.

Everyone bent close and examined them as Claire continued to hold them in her hand.

Fred suggested that one of the letters might be in error so the group continued to look at the puzzle on the basis Cynthia had first suggested.

Dean shook his head no and Ryland continued.

Not after she'd been working at it awhile, Cynthia answered, not taking her eyes from the page as she continued to work.

He smiled at her with continued smugness.

Edith sniffed once, lowered her head, and continued to eat, as if ignoring what had happened might make the pain disappear.

She continued to glare at him, unsmiling.

They both looked up as he continued.

When he didn't say anything, Effie continued.

He related his conversation with the sheriff as she continued to work on the notebook.

Cynthia, who was sitting up in bed, continued to work on the notebook.

After a few minutes rest, they continued, first hearing, then seeing the waterfall and the reservoir from which the penstock first drew the water for its mile-long trip to town.

Dean started to say something, but she continued.

She continued to smile.

Ryland continued, a chastised look on his face.

Dean continued to wonder about the strange event.

Dean continued insisting but to no avail.

Dean continued, We know we love each other.

Ryland continued, shrugging off his heavy jacket.

He rose, oblivious to his continued dripping.

He kissed her on the cheek as she continued working, chopping the carrots with a new-found vengeance.

He continued to trudge forward, leaving the river and crowds behind.

But Dean's first priority was his wife Cynthia and he continued to jog, forced to concentrate on his footing if he were to remain upright in the gathering snow.

He put his arm around her as she continued to talk.

Dean continued to make sandwiches the pair would eat on the road.

She looked away, outside, at the blur of snow as he continued.

The snow continued to fall as Dean pulled in front of Bird Song, angled his Jeep as best he could in the drifts, and climbed to the porch.

Weller continued, "That's why I'm in deep shit."

Dean frowned, perturbed at being discovered scrounging through Shipton's belongings, but he continued.

Look, son, Fred continued.

Dean smiled, in spite of himself as Fred continued.

Dean tuned Fred to the off position until his stepfather floated back to reality and continued.

Fred suggested the pair speak with Edith, Ryland and the others, but Dean pointed out the difficulty in doing so while Corday continued his interviews in the parlor.

When Dean didn't respond, Weller continued.

Weller continued, the trace of a smile on his face.

Dean continued to hold Martha's hand as they walked uptown and found a place open on Seventh Avenue, a couple of blocks from Bird Song.

He didn't notice Dean, who continued walking.

He continued to sip his beer, then added, "Besides, you shouldn't be drinking and driving."

She continued to hold him about the neck until he slowly pried her arm away and pushed himself to a half-sitting position, her leg still tightly locked over him.

His heart continued to race as he glanced over at Edith.

Weller took another bite of his sandwich, waved Dean to a seat as if he were the host, and continued with his discourse.

He continued, "She came down to my room last night."

She continued to take notes, as if Dean's scolding had fallen on deaf ears.

He waited for Dean to respond but when he didn't, he continued eating.

He had no ready solution, but continued to believe the ultimate solution she chose to these insurmountable obstacles was a cop-out.

Cynthia didn't press him on the point but continued to act very nervous.

The phone continued to ring while Janet contemplated an answer.

But the peaceful sleep he'd assumed would come eluded him as his mind continued to trip over far too many loose ends in the recent happenings.

Dean continued to feel miserable but Fred was on a roll.

Dean set his bike down and joined Franny in her car as she continued.

Fred continued to stand by as Dean found where Jerome Shipton was staying on the second try.

He dialed Sheriff Jake Weller's office while Fred continued to question him, but he waved him off with a shake of his head.

He smiled before he continued.

But it didn't make sense, even though I think Shipton himself continued to believe that's how he fell.

He may have continued to think he'd slipped, never realizing what she'd done.

Jackson pulled the woman even closer and continued the assault until Gabriel ripped him off her yelling, "I said, that's enough!"

He held her hand as their pace continued to increase until they were moving at a speed unheard of in humans.

As he refilled the human's glass he continued, Why don't you have a few more drinks, make yourself some food; I'm sure Sarah stocked the fridge with all your favorites.

She caught herself and quickly continued, "Sure, let me get the keys."

Their food was served and they continued to chat about unimportant things with awkward silences filling the spaces.

Sarah continued her protest until Jackson admonished her, "What have we said about whining in front of company, you know it's not polite."

He sat on the bed, rubbing his forehead as she continued, I know she lied, but you did too.

When none came she continued, I sketched you that day, not because I wanted to.

She continued to laugh, "Don't you worry that news will spread, and the townspeople will come after you with torches and stakes?"

Sarah continued her story, turning to Jackson, "The only thing missing… you weren't there to give me away."

He returned her gaze, hoping she would back off, but she continued to blatantly stare, then finally dropped the mask.

Elisabeth continued toward Victor, met him face to face, and growled, "Are we going to do this the easy way or the hard way?"

The newborn continued to gawk at his hand.

When no response was forthcoming, he continued, If she were to leave me, it would cause every bit as much pain as leaving my family did.

He played all his most personal compositions, and continued to create new works inspired by her.

Victor continued with a sadistic chuckle, I am going to tell you where she is; first some ground rules.

Jackson continued to scream Elisabeth's name with abject terror as she struggled to raise her head.

Elisabeth continued to cry.

Carmen continued to work with the goat.

Carmen continued at a snail's pace across the floor.

She continued to watch Carmen thoughtfully.

Brutus ceased his snarling, but he continued to keep a wary eye on Alex.

The little car slowed to a standstill, but Katie continued spinning the tires.

The sky hung like a gray sheet over the white landscape and huge flakes continued to fall.

When the trail stopped at the edge of a rock strewn clearing, Carmen continued.

Her body continued its momentum down the hill and she fell, twisting so that she wouldn't fall on the kid.

His neck darkened, but he continued to hold her hand.

His voice followed her and when she stopped, he continued.

Katie glanced at Carmen for support, but Carmen continued to stare at her plate.

At first they only brightened her heart, but as they continued, they gradually chased the chill away.

Ed lifted his head and nickered, but he continued to work on the salt block when she didn't call him.

When she continued to stare at him blankly, he shook his head in disbelief.

The buzzing continued, and she pushed herself up on one elbow.

Two more helicopters landed at different helipads while the searchlights continued to rove the compound.

That's a big deal, Elise continued.

His team continued to clear the building and toss flares into corners as they sought out any living insurgents or incendiary devices.