Example sentences of "towards [pers pn] [conj] [vb past] [pers pn] " in BNC.
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| 1 | As I landed , four of the men came towards me and took me by the arms . |
| 2 | Father spun round , took three steps towards me and smacked me on the ear . |
| 3 | Besides , the Jews inspected the stars by night , turned their eyes towards them and invoked them in their prayers . |
| 4 | He now thrust his arm out and pulled her tightly towards him and waltzed her round the table , saying , ‘ One , two , three ; one , two , three ; one , two , three . |
| 5 | Then he pulled her towards him and asked her to give him a kiss , but she pulled away quickly when she saw Mum 's scowl . |
| 6 | Suddenly he drew her towards him and kissed her . |
| 7 | He caught her towards him and kissed her until she was breathless , and even in her daze she heard Candace 's high heels clicking angrily across the back of the hall . |
| 8 | ‘ Then goodbye , friend , ’ Vitor said , and , cupping two large hands around her shoulders , he drew her towards him and kissed her . |
| 9 | As he began to shout his reply , he only managed the words , ‘ Bloody tacky , ’ when , at the sound of his raised voice close to her ear , Daisy swung her head towards him and caught him full in the chest with her nose . |
| 10 | Creed walked towards him and handed him an envelope . |
| 11 | As she groped towards a chair he made no move towards her but watched her sit down , then bow her head for a moment before slowly raising her eyes to his again when , in a voice that had lost none of its bitterness , she said ‘ Leave me ; but I 'm warning you , I 'll see you dead first , before you take that girl . ’ |
| 12 | Peggy had moved quickly towards her and lifted her bodily . |
| 13 | There is one rather funny one , I think : ‘ Elizabeth Taylor was seen in town today wearing a yellow dress , and a group of children at the bus stop went towards her and boarded her . ’ |
| 14 | ‘ Often as he sat in Davin 's rooms in Grantham Street , wondering at his friend 's well made boots that flanked the wall pair by pair , and repeating for his friend 's simple ear the verses and cadences of others which with the veils of his own longing dejection , the rude pheoboric mind of his listener had drawn his mind towards it and flung it back again , drawing it by a quiet inbred courtesy of attention , or by a quaint turn of Old English speech , or by the force of its delight in rude bodily skills , for Davin had sat at the feet of Michael Cussack the game , repelling it swiftly and suddenly by a grossness of intelligence , or by a bluntness of feeling , or by a dull stare of terror in the eyes , the terror of sole of starving Irish village in which the curfew was still a nightly fear . |