← Soames's laugh was a short, single, and mirthless sound from the throat, unaccompanied by any movement of the face or brightening of the eyes. 🔊
← Pale tunes irresolute And traceries of old sounds 🔊
← Yet even now, if one doesn't try to make any sense at all of the poem, and reads it just for the sound, there is a certain grace of cadence. 🔊
← No sound but the scrape of his hoofs was there And the ring of his laughter and mine. 🔊
← He uttered from the throat a sound of scorn for that publication. 🔊
← Berthe had come forth at the sound of our rising. 🔊
← I remember the sound of carpenters' hammers all along Piccadilly and the bare chaotic look of the half-erected "stands." 🔊
← Only the sound of Berthe's brisk footstep from the kitchen enabled me, forced me, to drop it, and to utter: "What shall we have to eat, Soames?" 🔊