Pacing

Examples

• The carriage was ready: they were bringing it round to the front, and my master was pacing the pavement, Pilot following him backwards and forwards. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
• Your words are bitter, Rebecca, said Bois-Guilbert, pacing the apartment with impatience, but I came not hither to bandy reproaches with you. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
• I naturally inquired why he was not there too, instead of pacing the streets by himself? Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• Why should he be pacing his room all the time? Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• Holmes was pacing up and down one side of the room whilst the old professor was talking. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• He waited, pacing up and down before the herdic. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
• It is enough,' said the agitated Mr. Slurk, pacing to and fro, 'to curdle the ink in one's pen, and induce one to abandon their cause for ever. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• I know well enough, continued Wellesley, pacing up and down the room with a feverish rapidity. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
• Slowly he raised a huge hand until it almost touched the shining barrel, only to withdraw it once more and continue his hurried pacing. Edgar Rice Burroughs. Tarzan of the Apes.
• He made the above speech, whereof Francis only heard the last two lines, pacing up and down the Boompjes at Rotterdam. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
• Sure enough, when we reached Baker Street the detective was already there, and we found him pacing up and down in a fever of impatience. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• Eugene, Eugene, Eugene,' replied Mortimer, still pacing the room, 'I am sorry for this. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• We found Miss Verinder, pale and agitated, restlessly pacing her sitting-room from end to end. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• But, Fanny, he presently added, in order to have a comfortable walk, something more is necessary than merely pacing this gravel together. Jane Austen. Mansfield Park.
• To my surprise I found him alone; restlessly pacing his room, and a little irritated at being left by himself. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.

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