As she was walking down the hall, she heard her name mentioned.
They ducked into the hall, and she pulled away.
He pulled the door shut gently and tiptoed down the hall after her.
After them other couples followed, filling the whole dining hall, and last of all the children, tutors, and governesses followed singly.
She followed him down the hall and down the stairs.
In the refreshment room and the hall, footmen were bustling about with wine and viands.
They both left the lounge and started down the hall toward the desk.
The Emperor entered the hall through a broad path between two lines of nobles.
Anything else they said faded down the hall after them.
In the hall beyond, most of the murmured conversation was taking place as feet tromped around the house.
He was conducted through a glass gallery, an anteroom, and a hall, which were familiar to him, into a long low study at the door of which stood an adjutant.
Someone was walking down the hall toward them.
So Caedmon was led into the great hall of the abbey.
She made a show of resting her coat across the table, as if to say she wasn't leaving, and crossed to the small hall that contained the restrooms.
As soon as he entered the hall the caliph went to meet him.
I remembered a hall phone so I dialed 911.
He closed the door and they walked several yards down the hall before he spoke.
A few minutes later his deep voice drifted back down the hall as he discussed something with her.
Removing the laundry from her room, she walked down the hall and hesitated at Cade's bedroom door.
At the end of the hall, a steep set of stairs led to the attic.
Pierre was among those who saw him come out from the merchants' hall with tears of emotion in his eyes.
The members of the household were all gathered in the reception hall: Michael Ivanovich, Mademoiselle Bourienne, Princess Mary, and the little princess.
Someone beat on the door across the hall loud enough for Bianca to hear over the TV and sporadic thunder.
She was much pleased with the letter, and after she had asked all the questions she could think of, she took it to her mother, who was sewing in the hall, and read it to her.
He had not finished the last verse before the young people began to get ready to dance in the large hall, and the sound of the feet and the coughing of the musicians were heard from the gallery.
Millions will pour forth from there"--he pointed to the merchants' hall--"but our business is to supply men and not spare ourselves...
In the hall she met her father, who had returned with bad news.
The hall porter was standing at the front door.
A courier who galloped to the castle in advance, in a troyka with three foam-flecked horses, shouted "Coming!" and Konovnitsyn rushed into the vestibule to inform Kutuzov, who was waiting in the hall porter's little lodge.
At that moment they heard the sound of the door pulley and footsteps in the hall and anteroom, as if someone had arrived.
She threw the covers back and went down the hall to the stairway.
Multiple pairs of feet hurried down the hall and Connie was the first one through the door.
She crept down the dim hall, past the bedroom that Julia and Rachel shared, and on past Brandon's door.
She watched his tall figure move gracefully down the hall, forcing unwelcome warmth to crawl up her neck.
Cynthia spotted him as he crossed the living room and started down the hall, his boot heels clicking sharply on the hardwood floor.
Those around him moved away, and those on a path towards his side of the hall changed their minds and turned around.
His bleached hair was disheveled, his eyes squinting at the hall light.
It slinked down the hall and slid into the narrow space of the cracked door of the library.
Drawing a weapon, he walked through the hall and into a corridor.
Someone else moved silently down the hall ahead of him, and he slowed his stride.
Standing in the hall, she couldn't stop the fear that slid through her.
The man with green eyes was waiting for him in the hall and touched his arm.
I made her understand, by pointing to a trunk in the hall and to myself and nodding my head, that I had a trunk, and then made the sign that she had used for eating, and nodded again.
She fled the banquet hall for the library.
Kiera tugged at the moon on her necklace as she walked down the hall toward the video game room.
In the men servants' hall all sat waiting, silently and alert.
In the noblemen's hall there was an incessant movement and buzz of voices.
The storm beating against the windows had shut down the power; the hall was lit by candles and makeshift torches.
He smiled faintly and nodded, striking off down the hall towards his private wing of the underground facility.
Just then a man came running into the hall and addressed the Prince after making a low bow.
Immediately the Prince and all of his people flocked out of the hall into the street, that they might see what was about to happen.
The men slept in the hall outside our door, and I could feel the deep breathing of the dogs and the hunters as they lay on their improvised beds.
The hall porter sullenly pulled a bell that rang upstairs, and turned away.
When she heard this Sonya blushed so that tears came into her eyes and, unable to bear the looks turned upon her, ran away into the dancing hall, whirled round it at full speed with her dress puffed out like a balloon, and, flushed and smiling, plumped down on the floor.
Prince Andrew was in and Boris was shown into a large hall probably formerly used for dancing, but in which five beds now stood, and furniture of various kinds: a table, chairs, and a clavichord.
Having released Mavrushka, Natasha crossed the dancing hall and went to the vestibule.
Many voices shouted and talked at the same time, so that Count Rostov had not time to signify his approval of them all, and the group increased, dispersed, re-formed, and then moved with a hum of talk into the largest hall and to the big table.
Tammy half skipped and hopped down the hall, throwing a shy smile over her shoulder at Lisa before disappearing into a doorway.
"Take it easy," Jackson said as he turned away and continued down the hall forcing me to follow.
So he followed the Prince into the great domed hall, and Dorothy and Zeb came after them, while the throng of people trooped in also.
When she is walking up or down the hall or along the veranda, her hands go flying along beside her like a confusion of birds' wings.
They entered the large hall, from which one of the doors led to the apartments assigned to Prince Vasili.
Alex stood and walked down the hall.
He instantly gave in to chase her down the hall.
Señor Medena took her elbow in his hand and led her down the hall.
"I'm coming," she grumbled as she pulled on her robe and walked down the hall.
Lisa half dragged her gapping friend down the hall.
I think I hear someone coming down the hall.
Slipping into her sandals, she hurried down the hall.
"Smells good," he said as he headed down the hall.
Testing her ankle in a pair of low heels, she nodded silent approval and hurried down the hall.
He walked by her stiffly and heading down the hall.
Sarah's voice called down the hall.
She stopped, and Roxanne continued down the hall.
Julia brushed by them in the hall.
He deposited the package in her outstretched hands and turned, running down the hall.
If you need anything, my room is at the end of the hall.
He turned and left the room, his boots clicking across the tile floor and then fading as he moved across the hardwood family room floor and down the hall.
The words weren't out of my mouth when we heard his door open and footsteps retreating down the hall.
My bed in the homeless shelter, definitely a first for me, was a pull-out in a small room behind the main hall.
She dug through the pockets in her jeans and pulled out the stash of one dollar bills she'd been given for trips to the candy machine down the hall.
Two large men stood in front of the door across the hall.
She sprinted down the hall and ducked into the doorway to the stairwell.
She walked from the kitchen down a long hall to the foyer.
When the coldness released her, she stood in the middle of a large conference hall.
Still others torched the wooden chairs until a fire blazed in the back of the hall.
Instead they searched their surroundings wildly in the light of periodic lightning and the fire at the far end of the hall.
Run to the end of this hall, then go out the double doors to the left.
He dropped her hand and started back to the hall.
Jule rose and maneuvered through the crowd and down the small hall.
She started down the hall.
Her body fit perfectly against his, warming him in the drafty hall.
He released her, and she hurried away from him into the center of the hall.
Wrapping his arms around her in a bear hug, he all but dragged her down the hall.
The vamp barked a laugh and continued down the hall.
She shook her head and trotted after Jonny, who paced madly in the hall.
She shielded her eyes with one hand and walked down the carpeted hall, stopping when she realized her hallway didn't have carpet.
He lifted her and carried her down the hall and up the stairs.
She snatched her jacket and pulled it on as she raced down the stairwell and down the hall to the front door.
Ignoring him, she pulled out a set of keys and walked down the hall to the front door.
Light from the hidden hall filled the wine cellar.
Jilian and a few other vamps were down the hall and turned as the stone wall caved.
He saw Jilian's blow cleave the Traveler apart the moment he materialized down the hall.
Jilian's men pounded down the hall.
He motioned them both down the hall and into his private study.
Pierre spoke from her doorway, framed against the light of the hall.
He entered three codes and crossed through three doors, walked down a hall too narrow for him to walk straight, and retreated to his room.
Sofia watched, but he didn't go far, just stepped into the hall.
He followed a familiar path through a narrowing hall and looked at his palm for the three codes written in green ink there.
Two took her down a quieter hall and set her down.
He stalked down the hall.
He emerged into a busier hall and waited for her, taking her arm and leading her through the vamps.
They passed through the activity unscathed before he started down another hall.
She followed Dustin and Darian down the hall.
She took Darian's hand and led him down the hall like the lost child he was.
I sold newspapers down at the corner and ran errands for Barney's pool hall.
On her way down the hall, she paused at Martha's room and peeked in, as if hoping some memory of the child remained.
"And now you're going to be one," she answered as they finished cleaning the dining room and moved on to the hall.
The grandfather clock in the hall ticked away the seconds and chimed.
Me too, thought Dean as the hall phone rang and Cynthia hurried in to answer it.
When Dean arrived in the hall, he was met by two men in black and his political opponent, Seymour Fitzgerald.
Cynthia ushered the group down the hall to their office, out of earshot and out of sight.
Brandon Westlake met him in the hall.
When the old man tried to engage him in further conversation—this time about Pumpkin Green and the general irresponsibility of today's youth—he excused himself on an important errand and left Westlake standing in the hall.
Fred O'Connor joined him in the hall.
There was a note on the hall table from Cynthia that she and Martha had accepted Brandon Westlake's invitation to catch the late afternoon sun and photograph wildflowers, and Pumpkin Green has stopped by, looking for Dean.
Gabriel strode down the narrow hall to the only open door and entered.
He heard two of the Immortals shouting from down a nearby hall and saw the dark figure duck into a doorway.
Down the hall, he opened the door to Jonathan's room and smiled.
Wincing and hugging herself, she darted to the door, opened it and dashed down the hall.
He looked at her in a strange way, and she turned around to watch him walk down the hall.
Afraid someone would see, she turned and walked down the hall.
Untangling her arms, he stepped into the hall and looked into the living room where Jonathan was watching a movie.
A few steps down the hall the other way assured him Destiny was still asleep.
The cafeteria where she led him looked medieval at best, a stone hall with lines of crude picnic tables and dark hearths.
She took an involuntary step back into the hall.
He shrugged and padded down the hall.
Her heart and breathing drowning out every other sound, she raced down the hall and around a corner, sliding to a stop as she saw the men headed her way.
They entered a dark dining hall, where a pot of tea and two tea cups sat waiting for them next to a carafe of amber alcohol at the table nearest the entrance.
She heard Daniela outside the dining hall, lecturing someone.
Wobbling after the alcohol, she crossed the dining hall, hoping to find a way back to reality.
She located the correct courtyard beside the dining hall on the first try and walked in.
One set of massive metal doors was all the hall contained.
Katie grabbed her purse and walked quickly down a pristine hall to a placard that read Officer David.
He darted off the elevator and down the hall, stopping in front of her apartment.
She took it all in, feeling as if she'd stepped into the Twilight Zone, and followed Toby down the hall.
Rhyn tested the bonds of his cell again until a mage in a brown robe hurried down the hall to repair the damage.
"Shapeshifter!" someone called from down the hall.
"Good enough," the creature down the hall, Jared, said with a loud sigh.
Her eyes stayed on the creature, which joined several more tattooed beings in the hall before they all struck out in different directions.
She forced herself to continue to the apartment's entrance and flung open the door, revealing a hall with auxiliary lighting reflecting off a white marble floor.
She shoved herself away from the wall and staggered down the hall.
Sasha left without even a smartass remark, and Rhyn rose, gazing with interest across the hall.
He growled deep and low, glaring at the woman across the hall.
The woman across the hall held the same beguiling aura.
The creature across the hall growled.
The beast across the hall roared and threw itself against its prison.
A man in a robe hurried down the hall as the beast battered itself against the weakening cell.
She stared at the beast across the hall staring at her and soon heard Lankha's snores.
The voice came from a cell down the hall.
She moved to the bars at the front of her cell, aware of the beast across the hall doing the same with a growl.
The voices down the hall were all male, though she doubted any of them were human.
"Maybe she's a spy," a voice farther down the hall called.
The robed man sent what looked like a lightning bolt down the hall.
The bars of her cell dissipated at his command, and she stepped into the hall.
A narrow, lit walkway extended all the way down the corridor, the only part of the hall out of reach of the arms of the prisoners on either side.
She nearly leapt past her escort when he entered the banquet hall, the scents of roasted meat and a million other things making her stomach roar.
The robed man who had led her to the hall strode forward and took the vial, then backed away silently.
Even as Rhyn spoke, he was disturbed by the thought of the frazzled but sweet woman across the hall from him falling to his brother.
She relived the bloody scene in the banquet hall, heard the creature panting her name as he came against her thigh and then tore through the other side of her neck.
The monster across the hall was no option, and Jared was little better.
It landed dead center in the hall, out of everyone's reach.
She eyed the door at the end of the hall, then her cell, and turned 360.
He gave her an odd look and started down the hall, waving for her to follow.
I'll come get you in a minute, Megan said, pushing a door open near the end of the hall.
"Clothes, rations, gear," Megan said with a toss of her hand down the hall toward several other open double doors.
Megan led her down the hall to a room dedicated to shoes.
Megan asked in disbelief, appearing through the door leading to the hall.
She felt immediately out of place, even in the hall.
Ensconced lights glowed in the midday, and antique furniture, rare paintings, elegant marble sculptures befitting a museum, silk Persian rugs underfoot, and many other priceless displays of prestige lined the wide hall.
He paused at one room toward the middle of the hall and pushed it open.
And Rhyn's, unless he wants to stay with the other Ancients in their hall.
Gabriel lifted her and carried her down the hall.
Katie hissed as they waited in the hall.
C.mon, Toby, Katie said and turned away, allowing Toby to pull her down the hall to the dining chamber, which had yet to fill up.
She walked into the hall and up a wide stairwell to the second floor.
Her mind went to the bathroom in the hall.
Jared moved away from the door into the hall to face his opponent.
The sound of footsteps running down the hall drew her attention, and she flung herself backwards as the maid with the butcher knife tried to cut her.
Both inched toward her, the inhuman growling filling the hall.
"I know where to find one," Rhyn said, his thoughts going to the Ancient healer that had been a prisoner in Sasha.s zoo in Hell across the hall from his own cell.
She watched him go, frowning when he turned left down the hall toward the front door rather than right to the stairwell or interior of the castle.
Rather than join them, she paced the hall before following it to its end and ascending to the roof.
He padded down the hall to his room, where Sasha awaited him.
He wiped his face with one hand and ascended, surprised to see Hannah in the hall.
She accepted it, and they walked down the hall.
She was pacing the hall in front of the dining area when Hannah emerged a short time later carrying a large tote.
Katie watched her walk down the hall toward her chambers, stunned.
She retreated to her floor and saw Ully in the hall.
He left the sparring level without saying a word to Ully and followed his instincts up a flight of stairs and down a narrow hall he recognized from his visit to their father.s catacombs with Kris.
She knew Kris.s chamber, the guest chamber, Katie.s chamber, and the dining hall.
With the creatures too distracted to notice her, Katie drew a breath and darted across the hall, shoving the door of the guest bedroom open.
Katie hauled Hannah to her feet and pulled her through the doorway, across the bedroom, and into the hall.
Another demon down the hall caught sight of them and charged.
She grabbed Hannah.s hand and bolted for the back stairwell at the far end of the hall.
This hall was smaller and narrower.
Hannah stopped at an intersection, and Katie took her hand again, continuing down the hall toward the second stairwell.
They charged through the hall toward the stairs and descended to the main floor.
Rhyn eyed him and started down the hall, not caring what his brother thought of anything at the moment.
We haven.t been able to record everyone.s names yet, but what we have is in the guestbook in the office, down that hall, last door on the right, the woman replied, pointing to a hallway behind her.
The image of baby Rhyn and Kris.s words distracted her as she hurried through the hall back to the stairs.
He wiped his bloodied hands on his shirt and trotted down the hall.
He strode into the hall, calling, "Kiki!"
Kris waited until five Immortals were present in the hall before he retreated to his conference room.
Shut it, or you.ll wait in the hall!
And if Darkyn knew the human was meters down the hall …
He wiped his face and walked slowly down the hall.
Since your castle was attacked, we.ve had an Ancient wash up on our shores, Death.s assassin sitting in our hall, and now this.
The death dealer emerged from the hall running between the two wings, the trembling form of Lankha held under one arm like a bag of cement.
The creature loped ahead, darting out of sight down another hall.
She hung back when she reached the other three warriors in the hall watching the scene in the room.
Romas strode out of the room and down the hall.
Several of what Evelyn had called warriors passed her in the hall.
She continued down the hall, watching the lights.
She looked at the band on her arm, then down the hall toward Kiera before propping her chin on his chest to gaze at him.
He took her hand as they started to walk down the hall.
Which hall is that in case I start wandering in the morning?
She scoured each side of the hall for signs labeling what doors might lead to what.
She turned and ran down the hall.
He released her and snatched her arm, starting down the hall.
The prisoner tucked her behind him with one hand and met the first attacker's blow, blocked it, and flung him down the hall.
He snagged her arm and pulled her down the hall.
He beckoned her forward and stepped back for her to move into the hall.
His woman hurried forward to the hall but stopped in front of him, her intelligent eyes flashing with anger.
He walked down the hall from whence they'd come.
It was toward the end of her first week in the sprawling mansion that was her new home that she wandered down a hall previously unexplored.
Kiera spun and darted down the hall, snatching Talal's arm and pulling her around the corner before Ne'Rin saw them.
Kiera whispered, trotting down the hall.
Talal chided her as they marched down the hall.
He rose and hauled her to her feet, all but dragging her into the hall.
Another warrior trailed as he pulled her down the hall.
The men led her into a large meeting hall with warriors clumped in small groups throughout the hall.
Her gaze stumbled on a familiar face at the other end of the hall, and she gasped.
Several fighter ships lifted off from the valley as they neared another of the buildings beside the meeting hall.
The dining hall was vacant and massive, a cave converted into a cafeteria.
She entered a narrow, well-lit hall and followed it through smoothly hewn walls.
The warriors grabbed her and passed her up the hall before he took one arm and another warrior her other.
He joined her and took her hand again, pulling her into the hall.
She stopped in the hall.
Wiping them away, she padded into the hall, down the stairs, and to her studio, which overflowed with paintings she'd done in the eight days since returning.
This floor, bisected by a hall and stairs, contained a living room or parlor on the right, or southern side, and a dining room and kitchen on the left, with the Deans' private quarters, a sitting room-office combination and bedroom, located in the rear.
When garb and miscellany were re-packed, sort of, the two struggled indoors amid greetings and apologies just as Fred and Cynthia entered the hall.
As the Deans entered the hall Gladys Turnbull was waddling up the stairs.
A sharp ring from the hall telephone interrupted him.
Cynthia went to the hall desk and brought back an envelope.
He rose and crossed to the fireplace and began to bank the fire as the hall clock struck eleven times.
Cynthia gave their guest a hug and retreated down the hall to the Dean's quarters while Edith climbed the stairs.
As Dean was setting the hall night-light, the phone rang.
As he answered the late night call, he glanced up the staircase to see Edith in the hall above, a specter in her antique dress, a look of alarm on her face.
Edith was as nervous as the prior evening, glancing across the hall at her son, as if danger lurked in every corner of Bird Song.
Cynthia met him as he came down the hall.
She rose, and to Dean's surprise, went to the hall telephone.
A startled look appeared on her face, causing Dean and the others to turn toward the hall.
It's only eight-thirty, Dean answered as they stepped into the hall.
Still, there were more false leads than successes before the hall clocked tolled eleven and Cynthia announced it was beyond everyone's bedtime.
Across the hall were Effie and Claire, with Edith and her son in the rear bedroom.
I think I saw a ghost, in the hall!
Dean brushed off a white cloud of flour and greeted a well-dressed, good-looking man in his late forties standing in the hall.
She had reached the hall before she turned and saw the tall man standing in the doorway.
Fred joined them from his room across the hall, a startled look on his face as he first noted the blonde hair.
Dean agreed and telephoned Janet O'Brien from the hall but there was no answer.
Cynthia must have finally slept because the noise in the hall startled her to full wakefulness, her husband as well.
Edith Shipton moved down the hall, causing Dean to think her destination was his and Cynthia's quarters but she stopped in front the small room occupied by Donald Ryland.
She was as white as the garment she now casually pushed with one foot behind a hall table.
The hall night-light cast a strange and wild look on her face.
Dean crept down the hall and returned to his own bed, and, after a long time, finally slept.
Plus, Janet is either late or missing, Fred never even came home last night, I don't think I made enough breakfast rolls, and there's a stack of luggage in the hall.
Imagine being a dance hall girl back then!
Neither said a word as the hall clock began striking midnight.
Jerome Shipton passed Dean in the hall, holding the side of his head, and left the building as Dean hung up the phone.
When Dean rushed into Bird Song, Cynthia was standing in the hall, the phone at her ear.
He hung up the phone and stormed out to the hall and donned his winter coat.
Before they could answer, she turned on her heels and stumbled back to her quarters, diagonally across the hall.
They too were not pleased and, to Dean's chagrin, tracked the front hall with the remnants of the piss-poor shoveling job on the front walk.
He ambled out of the room, but Dean didn't hear the front door close and assumed he was an earshot away in the hall.
Look, my parents even rented the hall.
"Ryland's room is this way," Fred offered, leading the petite guest down the hall.
Fully alert, he listened, but heard only night noises, the ticking of the hall clock, a slight breeze, the ever-present furnace rumbling heat to the old building.
Bells started going off in Dean's mind at the same time bells started ringing in the hall telephone.
Dean, fearing the worse, tried to shake his head 'no' from the hall but no one was looking.
"Guess you won me," Martha said as she dropped a duffle bag on the hall floor.
"This junk is Shipton's, too," he said, as he dumped the lot on the hall floor and continued on to the kitchen.
Dean picked up the hall phone, and resting the phone book on his lap began calling lodging establishments.
He started to enter the first room, on the northwest corner, but Cynthia tugged him further down the hall until they reached Edith Shipton's room on the southeast corner.
Later, as they descended the stairs to the hall, Dean commented, "It's nice to think Annie and her friends are up there in heaven smiling down on us, probably thinking that we're nuts for always taking on everyone's problems."
Should I stay out of the lecture hall?
Jackson helped set up the presentation on the stage, and then took a seat at the back of the lecture hall as the students meandered in.
Laughter and snickering buzzed through the hall.
Jackson waited until the hall had almost cleared before making his way to the stage.
A door slammed down the hall and Katie sprinted into the room, hugging herself.
Muffled steps hurried down the hall toward her door and Katie pounded on the door.
She's been up and down the hall all day walking her pet.
She raced down the hall tugging her boots on, hopping first on one foot and then on the other.
Dan led them into a narrow hall and to another locked door.
Elise nudged her, and she trailed Dan as he strode down another hall.
Dan met him in the hall, and they went to the cafeteria together.
"I'm ready," she said and returned to the hall.
Lana retreated down the hall, trailed by the happy dog.
Elise tucked the micro away and started down the hall ahead of the soldiers.
"Pardon our friend," Brady said, forcing himself to stay with the soldiers instead of racing down the hall with Elise.
Ully smiled gently at him from across the hall.
"This is just weird," Gabe said again from down the hall.
Police Headquarters was located in the center of town between the City Hall and the library, across from a well-kept park that contained the obligatory statue of a civil war hero.
His company went belly up only days after he dropped dead spackling the front hall of his 87th house, a bi-level on Friar Tuck Drive.
Dean shook his head no just as the phone rang from the front hall.
World Wide Insurance Company was in the heart of Philadelphia, occupying a towering structure that glared down on city hall and a thousand tired buildings, many dating back to the horse-drawn carriage days.
There were two units on either side, on both floors, divided by a central hall and staircase.
He nearly broke both their necks when he slipped on the wet tile floor as he made his way to the receptionist who directed them to a flight of metal stairs that led downward to an empty hall.
While Fred continued his conversation, Dean rummaged through the front hall closet until he located an atlas.
It wouldn't do him any good sitting in the hall in Scranton after he skipped.
The door was ajar and the phone was on the hall table.
Ms. Nightingale murmured a room number and motioned down a hall crowded with bodies like the day after Gettysburg while white-coated figures strolled among the moaning, clip boards in hand With wide-eyed Fred following behind, Dean ran the gauntlet until he found the room, a small office packed with five men and a lot of smoke, three of them in Philadelphia Police uniforms.
Dean introduced Fred O'Connor, who was taking it all in, and the three chatted in a quieter area at the far end of the hall, away from the worst of the mayhem.
Dean walked a short distance down the hall.
It certainly was convenient—in the same building and across the hall from your apartment.
Down the hall, the living room was lit up constantly with brilliant flashes of lightning.
He disappeared down the hall without another word.
He walked through the living room and down the hall silently rolling up his sleeves.
Alex called as he started down the hall.
She closed the lid and jerked the suitcase off the bed, hefting it down the hall, across the living room and out the door.
Lori waited until his quick step faded down the hall before she turned to Carmen.
When I return from my first adventure, you'll have six sons running around the hall.
Darian walked down the hall and stairwell to the study where his brother, the White God Damian, was probably plotting how to outsmart the pesky little immortals who'd declared war on them.
He retrieved the bag with the heads of the Others from a locker and exited into the hall.
Darian demanded, stepping into the hall.
His pace quickened as he ran, his heart pounding with eagerness to see the magnificent hall that had been his.
He took her arm and hauled her down the hall and up the stairs to his chamber.
Yully flew down the hall ahead of him, and he ran to catch up with her, not convinced she hadn't lost it.
He heard nothing aside from Yully's quick step down the hall to yet another door.
At long last, she heard the sound of boot soles against stone as people walked down the hall.
She snatched the dead man's sword and shoved him into the hall out of his way as two more swords descended.
He took in her features again then looked down the hall, where several people moved towards them.
"I'm here, Darian," Bianca's voice came from down the hall.
A quiet breeze traveled between massive wooden doors opened on both sides of the great hall.
Taran remained in the hall and paced as he studied the guards.
He knew nothing aside from Memon's heavy-fisted ways and those of the surrounding clans, but he felt far more comfortable sitting in a hall full of what should be the enemy than he ever had at Memon's court.
She exited into a wide hall, glancing at Hilden as she closed the door behind her.
When she gave none, he proceeded down a separate hall.
Men darted through the hall in a flurry of activity that alarmed him.
His step quickened down the hall, but he was unable to tell if he were eager or dreading the sight of the woman again.
One of the warriors stood in the hall next to a sleepy servant.
He started down the hall then returned to the massive chamber, gathering the scattered pages of The Book of the Damned and placing them again in the wooden covers of the book.
When the moon is at its highest, see that she's brought to me in the great hall for the ceremony.
Memon requires your attendance in the great hall.
Taran returned to the great hall.
Avoiding the possessed king, Taran took his place directing the great hall's activities.
They emerged from the dungeon and returned to the banquet hall, where a messenger stood beside Memon.
Taran obeyed but didn't eat, his eyes darting around the great hall.
Taran tore out of the great hall, followed closely by the madman, whose agitated demon swam visibly beneath his skin.
The great hall was filled with Tiyan warriors, Vara's men, and Dierdirien's warriors.
Hilden led him across the hall to a smaller group of men.
Felipa ushered the gaping children down the hall to their rooms.
Natalie stood at the end of the hall, half hidden behind the wall, her eyes large and imploring.
He opened the door for her and they walked down the hall side by side, as if nothing had come between them.
Down the hall, a tall lean man was walking beside a wheelchair.
The nurse began wheeling his sister down the hall and he turned abruptly to follow.
A janitor was mopping down the hall, and she stood once more in front of the closed door to Ashley's room.
A flash of black in the corner of her eye drew her attention to the cat darting down one hall.
He was educated at Amersham Hall school and at Trinity Hall, Cambridge.
Among modern buildings may be mentioned the Bakewell and High Peak Institute, and the town hall and museum.
Two miles from the town, amidst beautiful gardens and meadows, is Haddon Hall.
It next passes Innsbruck and from Hall, a few miles lower down, begins to be navigable for barges.
The first recorded appearance of Henry Chicheley himself is at New College, Oxford, as Checheley, eighth among the undergraduate fellows, in July 1387, in the earliest extant hall-book, which contains weekly lists of those dining in Hall.
This was St Bernard's College, founded by Chicheley under licence in mortmain in 1437 for Cistercian monks, on the model of Gloucester Hall and Durham College for the southern and northern Benedictines.
For this, the king granted Berford's Hall, formerly Charleston's Inn, which Chicheley's trustees had granted to him so as to obtain a royal grant and indefeasible title.
Among the public buildings are the town hall, classic in style; the market house, and literary and scientific institution, with a museum containing a fossil collection from the limestone of the locality.
The principal structures include the municipal buildings, corn exchange, library, public hall, and the market cross.
Nor was he a commoner in college at Winchester or at New College, as his name does not appear in the Hall books, or lists of those dining in hall, at either college.
He may have been the William Waynflete who was admitted a scholar of the King's Hall, Cambridge, on the 6th of March 1428 (Exch.
A successor to the William Waynflete at the King's Hall was admitted on the 3rd of April 1434.
In October he appears dining in the hall there as a guest, and at Christmas 1442 he received a royal livery, five yards of violet cloth, as provost of Eton.
Having obtained a papal bull, he founded it by deed of the 12th of June 1458, converting the hospital into a college with a president and six fellows, to which college two days later Magdalen Hall surrendered itself and its possessions, its members being incorporated into "the New College of St Mary Magdalen."
The foundation is commonly dated from this year and not from 1448, when Magdalen Hall was founded, though if not dated from 1448 it surely dates from 1458, when that hall and St John's Hospital were converted into Magdalen College.
In 1772 he removed to Elizabeth, New Jersey, where after 1773 he lived on his estate known as "Liberty Hall."
Edmund Waller the poet owned the property of Hall Barn, and died here in 1687.
The Gothic hall with rows of fluted pillars is in fair preservation.
The town hall, Athenaeum and museum are noteworthy buildings, the last having a fine biological collection.
Their mother, loving the latter most, avenged his death by murdering her son, and the people, horrified at her act, revolted and murdered both her and King Gorboduc. This legend was the subject of the earliest regular English tragedy which in 1561 was played before Queen Elizabeth in the Inner Temple hall.