Pausing

Examples

• I wonder, he said to himself, pausing for a moment in the shadowy avenue,—I wonder if my uncle is still alive. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
• What now, after pausing a momentyour poor sister is gone to her own room, I suppose, to moan by herself. Jane Austen. Sense and Sensibility.
• Of course he will,' said Mr. Jingle pausing--'outrageous. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• The pausing in a fight to bow when bouquets are thrown to him is also in bad taste. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
• I understood it was another name,' said Mr Boffin, pausing, 'but you know best. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• Caroline, without pausing, trod forward on the trembling plank as if it were a continuation of the firm turf. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• To-morrow evening, replied Crispin, pausing at the door of the cabin. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
• And the knitting-women, never faltering or pausing in their Work, count Two. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
• Yes, said Carton, pausing again, and answering over his shoulder. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
• Not,' said Eugene, pausing in setting down his glass, 'surely not my worthy friend Mr Aaron? Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• So he sat, with a steadfastly vacant gaze, pausing in his work. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
• Often, when we were at work, and she was sitting by, I would see her pausing and looking at him with that memorable face. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• Mr. Winkle himself, inspired by the occasion, was on the wall in a moment, merely pausing to request Sam to be careful of his master. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• I wish you would go with me, Newland, his mother said, suddenly pausing at the door of the Brown coupe. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
• It was only after pausing a little first that I was able to go on. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• He put on his hat, and, pausing by the bed-side on his way to the door, added, 'She was a good-looking girl, too; where did she come from? Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
• The last ten he told over with much deliberation, pausing, and saying something as he took each piece from the table, and dropt it into his purse. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
• All right, sir,' replied Mr. Weller, pausing. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• After pausing for some time, he slowly scrawls upon it in a hand that is not his, Chesney Wold? Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Good night, citizen, said Sydney Carton, pausing in going by; for, the man eyed him inquisitively. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
• As we turned to ascend the last flight of stairs between us and the roof, we caught a full view of this figure pausing for a moment, at a door. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• Pausing to turn a page, the lad saw her looking and, with boyish good nature offered half his paper, saying bluntly, want to read it? Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
• A broad ray of light fell into the garret, and showed the workman with an unfinished shoe upon his lap, pausing in his labour. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
• There was no pausing on the brink; no looking down, or looking back; I was gone, headlong, before I had sense to say a word to her. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• This is the place,' said the old gentleman, pausing after a few minutes walking, in an avenue of trees. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Many a Sunday when your mother was--was a little liable to it,' repeating his former delicate expression after pausing to cough. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• And then it will go in, you know--and then--' said Mr. Dick, after checking himself, and pausing a long time, 'there'll be a pretty kettle of fish! Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• He added tentatively, after pausing to grope for a cigarette: Miss Bart's an old friend of yours, I believe? Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• After pausing on this point a considerable while, she once more continued to read. Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice.
• It is worth pausing just a moment to glance at this man taking a fitful rest on a pile of iron pipe in a dingy building. Frank Lewis Dyer. Edison, His Life and Inventions.

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