Well, they both disappeared under that bridge at the same moment, and I don't know why, but I leaned forward to see them come out.
The train was there for quite another two minutes, perhaps more.

There wasn't another soul anywhere in sight, and it was raining as it only can rain in England." Mr.Raymond Greene paused.

Every one at the table had been listening intently.

He glanced around at their rapt faces with satisfaction.

He was conscious of the artist's dramatic touch.