He starts yelling, and suddenly there were four of them.
She hurried back yelling, "Connor, we have a wedding gift!"
A vehicle door slammed and Josh was yelling for her to get back.
There were sounds of men slapping one another, yelling, and puffing.
The distant roar of the yelling crowd was audible even there.
Kiera was yelling at it, her blue eyes large and wild.
Jackson pulled the woman even closer and continued the assault until Gabriel ripped him off her yelling, "I said, that's enough!"
The youth scrambled up as if accustomed to the treatment, yelling again at his father.
The ward into which she penetrated was like a den of wild beasts; it was filled with women unsexed, fighting, swearing, dancing, gaming, yelling and justly deserved its name of "hell above ground."
Let's discuss this without yelling at each other,' I said, raising my voice over Claire's continued screaming.
When the next company of Gargoyles advanced, our adventurers began yelling as if they had gone mad.
To keep up with Pat's, Geno's is also open 24 hours a day, and loyal customers of each restaurant keep up the rivalry by yelling at each other from opposite sides of the street.
All we have to do is find it, spend ten minutes yelling at an old lady and then get back to Parkside.
The tall youth, against whom he stumbled, seized his thin neck with his hands and, yelling wildly, fell with him under the feet of the pressing, struggling crowd.
As they approached the building, a large group of people came out whooping and yelling.
I was running toward the house, yelling for you to get out of there.
For war the natives smear themselves in grotesque fashion with lime or ochres, and in some parts hold in their teeth against the chin a face-like mask, supposed to strike terror into the foe, against whom they advance warily (if not timidly), yelling and blowing their war-trumpets.
It's one thing, when you can put someone yelling at you to sleep.
A band tooted practice blasts, someone was yelling directions through an old fashioned megaphone, which were ignored, and Suzanne, whose nightly music show serenaded the tourists, warmed up the Star Spangled Banner in a voice that needed no mike.
In Edinburgh she was received by a yelling mob, which flaunted before her at each turn a banner representing the corpse of Darnley with her child beside it invoking on his knees the retribution of divine justice.