A bookish man with glasses, wearing a white lab coat, opened the door to the small house.
A brief search of the house yielded neither man.
A car was parked on the far side of the woods, about a hundred yards from the house.
A house without children is not a home.
A man was waiting for me at the old house - a man with red hair.
A shapely woman with curly dark brown hair leaned against the railing of a paddock between the house and a large outer building.
A tall thin bow-legged figure strolled around the side of the house.
A woman at the last house up the road heard the crash.
According to the brief phone call, the ten-year-old girl's natural mother, another loser like faux foster mother Janet, had been recently discharged to a halfway house after doing hard time in the state's Cañon City facility.
After all, he could fix things around the house that she and Evelyn ignored.
After some negotiations Martha was allowed to remain in bed while the rest of us, Claire included drove back to our house.
After speaking to the senior French officer, who came out of the house with a white handkerchief tied to his sword and announced that they surrendered, Dolokhov dismounted and went up to Petya, who lay motionless with outstretched arms.
After the dishes were done and the beds made, she usually wandered around the house or sat in the yard, soaking up sun.
After the house warmed, she lifted his arm to get up.
Alex was sitting on the porch swing, nursing a cup of coffee the morning they arrived to work on the house.
All I could think of was that the kids were at the house and he might come back.
And the price was about the same as the tiny Cape Cod house the LeBlanc's owned in expensive Massachusetts.
And then he left the house.
And yet, if she hadn't come to this house, it would have been worse.
And you make house calls?
Another opportunity will present itself I'm sure, but not where I might be identified with my perfect house on wheels and electric bicycle.
Apparently the man had never entered the house and no damage was done.
Are you going over to Diversions Coffee House tomorrow and talk to the curmudgeons?
As dawn broke, they reached the turn off to the safe house.
As he neared the main house, she slowed.
As he was going along a foot path across a wide- open space adjoining the Povarskoy on one side and the gardens of Prince Gruzinski's house on the other, Pierre suddenly heard the desperate weeping of a woman close to him.
As much as she wanted to return home, she could never leave an entire planet to die just because she wanted to go back to the depressing part-time job and the row house where she and the cat would live alone!
As she entered the house, Jonathan was headed for his room.
As she watched them walk toward the house, it occurred to her that the reason Alex didn't like him was that they were too much alike.
As soon as the mother entered the house, he pocketed the phone, scaled the fence at a low corner, crossed to the surprised boy in a few steps, and placed a rag over his face.
As the truck came to a halt in front of the house, she stared up at it in awe.
As they headed toward the house, Alex put an arm around her shoulders.
As they passed Josh's house, she spied Lori's car.
As they started toward the house, she took his hand.
At the appointed hour, however, he entered the modest house Speranski owned in the Taurida Gardens.
At the hen house she grabbed the basket and reached into the first nest.
At the house, she turned her car around and parked so it faced the drive, ready to leave at a moment's notice.
Back at the house, Carmen prepared the chicken for the oven while Destiny sat in her high chair playing with some cereal.
Back toward the middle of the house she went and down into the foyer.
Bagration drove up in a carriage to the house occupied by Barclay.
Because he's too bold – and we're not that far from the house.
Before I could say more, I heard the telltale noise of breaking glass from the far side of the house!
Before Mrs. Jacquot could open it, some one called out, "Is this the house of Jacquot, the charcoal man?"
Behind them the red-headed man followed for only a few seconds before turning back toward the house.
Being shorter than everyone else would be a boon this night; she waited until the two were out of sight before fading back toward the house.
Besides, house rules protected him from that sort of thing.
Besides, I like coming home to a quiet house every evening.
Betsy named him Bumpus after his tendency to crash into immovable objects as he dashed around our house and yard.
Betsy returned, holding Molly's hand, sans Julie who was back at Howie's house packing her suitcase.
Bracing herself, she opened the front door and crossed through the house.
Bread I at first made of pure Indian meal and salt, genuine hoe-cakes, which I baked before my fire out of doors on a shingle or the end of a stick of timber sawed off in building my house; but it was wont to get smoked and to have a piny flavor.
But instead of packing, she cleaned the house and went for a ride.
But when he returned to the house convinced that Moscow would not be defended, he suddenly felt that what before had seemed to him merely a possibility had now become absolutely necessary and inevitable.
But your house will do more.
By the end of the four-month campaign, the White House would receive two million dimes.
By the time she reached the beach house, her face was Smurf blue and she was laboring under the weight of the treasures she'd found.
Can I just stay here and guard your house and cat for you?
Carmen picked up her pace, heading for the house.
Carmen saw Alex's truck parked in the drive of an old vacant house where she had admired some healthy quince bushes.
Carmen took her in the house and put her to bed while Alex unharnessed Ed.
Cassie glanced at the house.
Come to think of it, he hadn't been out at all since they returned from his parent's house.
Connie caught her breath So you were the one who told him how to get to the house.
Connie had moved into the house for a while.
Darian darted towards the house.
Deidre staggered away and ran to the beach house.
Did you find him in the stash house?
Dinner at the Calvias' house must be just about over.
Dolokhov stood at the gate of the ruined house, letting a crowd of disarmed Frenchmen pass by.
Don't go back to the house.
Early the next morning after taking Jonathan to school, she went back to the house and took care of the animals.
Enter the main house using the nearest entrance.
Entering the house, she heard nothing indicating he was home.
Every day I stay in this house I degrade myself further.
Everything looked normal, but she gave the house special attention and approached slowly.
Everywhere you turned, people were speculating about, or building models of, the "House of Tomorrow," the "Car of Tomorrow," or the "Workplace of Tomorrow."
Finally Lori left and the house was quiet.
First corridor out of the main house.
Four demons lay dead in the living room of his house, while the Immortal had dragged himself into the garage.
Fred patted him on the back and apologized on behalf of his friends who spent the afternoon in the court house attending Fred's jury session.
Freeing a man should put him in her debt, and he was the last person in the house who would rat her out to Romas's family!
Glancing around to see if Yancey was gone, she spotted him disappearing around the bend, on his way to the house.
Han's brother Laney, one of Damian's oldest Guardians and the station chief for NOVA sector, leaned in the doorway to the main house with a smile.
Have you seen that house?
He called the house and Mom answered the phone.
He checked his watch and rose, trotting out of the house to the barracks.
He couldn't understand why she would say that when she'd been living in his house so long.
He didn't pause for their coats, so she bypassed the cloak room and crossed her arms as she exited the warm house.
He had probably reached a point that the ranch and house were too much work.
He hadn't thought twice about Toni's message that he'd delivered the package from the stash house to his condo until he walked in and discovered the vamp he expected was a woman.
He later reported Cooms lived in a large estate house overlooking a lake.
He led her back the way she'd come and to a small house with a couple dozen fluffy sheep in a pen in back.
He led her to a bench in the middle of the house and glanced at an awaiting servant, who darted away.
He let the child fall into the trunk, slammed it and quickly drove away just as the mother was emerging from the house.
He needs someone to look after his house while he's working the ranch.
He paused in the middle of the lawn that stretched between the house and the massive garage.
He promised to keep a close watch on our house, just in case.
He returned to the house to await Darian, not surprised to see Bianca's black and white cat darting down the stairs.
He said nothing more and she didn't look to see the expression on his face before she left the house.
He says to enter the main house by the first entrance you find.
He searched her gaze and pursed his lips but lifted his chin toward the house.
He sensed another immortal in the house but couldn't place where exactly.
He sold the house after his release so he's in the chips.
He stomped his boots and shook white flakes from his hat and coat before entering the house Cynthia poured them both a cup of coffee as he washed at the sink.
He stopped the buggy in front of the house and got out.
He strode to the door, clamped on his hat, shrugged into his coat and left the house without so much as a good-bye.
He thinks it is beneath his dignity to help around the house and watch the kids.
He took a long shower, exhausted, before retrieving his now lukewarm dinner from the house.
He took her hand and led her out of the barracks through the back door and into the main house.
He trotted up the stairs to the second floor of the house and walked into the bathroom, eager for his first hot shower in days.
He wanted to know if there was anyone else in the house.
He was at the house yesterday.
He was coming back for me before you all blew up the stash house.
He was only supposed to pay attention to you, not hurt you – he wasn't supposed to go into your house.
He was quiet for a while and when she glanced up at him, he was looking off toward the old house.
He was still a senior in high school, but how would Mom feel if he lived in a house with three women?
He was waiting inside the house.
Her father stood in the doorway of the house, framed against the light of the foyer.
Her gaze caught on a picture of a beach house on the ocean, and she hesitated.
Her greatest concern was whether she could manage such a large house on her own.
Her intent gaze lingered on him as they reached the house.
Her mind was up, wandering the huge house - and Cade's mind.
Her palms were sweating at the memories the beach house held.
Her shape was firm but lush and had fit in his arms with her shoulders settling between his when he'd held her outside of the house.
Here it sits, undisturbed, waiting for the lord of this small but cozy manor house.
His expression softened and he shrugged, "A security guard doesn't simply sit in the guard house and watch the cars go through the gate, you know."
His gaze followed her until she disappeared into the house, and he shook his head.
His house was situated seven miles from the office and about the same distance from Betsy and me.
His pictures are all over the house.
How did he know I was going to be at the house that morning?
Howie, did you turn off the power at your house?
Howie, now able to usually remain with a vehicle, stayed with the car to a suburban ranch style house only six miles from the kidnapping.
I added, "They were frightened after what happened to me at Howie Abbott's house."
I agreed and mentioned the timing of the power shut off at Howie's house after he'd left town.
I always did like this house.
I am thankfully ensconced in my perfect house on wheels, mended in body but seething in mind.
I asked where the house in question was located and was told it was several blocks away and this was a staging area.
I assumed his bedroom lay beyond the large living room that dominated the front of the house.
I build a house and lay out a garden, and you build hospitals.
I collected our cadre at the LeBlanc's house for discussion.
I could just see from the doorway where I stood as a figure emerged from the darkened automobile and moved stealthy toward the back of the house.
I crept cautiously forward until I encountered a closed door, leading, I presumed, to the main house.
I don't spend that much time in the house anyway.
I felt my way to the back of the house and realized I couldn't see the end of my nose.
I found myself in a farm house living room where a woman who looked maybe in her thirties was ironing shirts.
I had a second drink and let my belly dilute the alcohol with pot roast before leaving for Howie's house.
I had not been to the second floor in the LeBlanc's house.
I hadn't considered that having a house guest would severely limit our chances for candid conversation.
I jumped in and explained that Molly was at our house and Julie was on route to the Boston airport.
I left all my stuff at his house.
I let our stupid house rules stand between us for a long time, but I was the one who finally broke them.
I like staying in a house, or a bed and breakfast—places where you meet people.
I listened, as tight as a bow string as Howie narrated in a whispered voice as he was patrolling around the house.
I need a larger house for my family and I can't afford the prices around here.
I parked it at a friends' house.
I pay you to take care of the house while I'm out working.
I promised to keep still while she went to the house to fetch it.
I saw a light on in a large house so I... just walked in.
I saw Jonathan headed for the house.
I thanked him and drove the last few miles to my house, more sedately than earlier.
I think he wants me out of the house so he can bring someone home.
I think he's wealthy... his house is beautiful.
I thought you girls had some kind of a house rule.
I told her we had house rules; no hanky-panky, but she didn't believe me.
I told Julie everything that happened, my being attacked at Howie's house and that the assailant was shot dead.
I told you the house was drafty.
I was out there yesterday when I came back from riding and noticed that the barn was almost as clean as this house.
I was running toward the house, yelling for you to get out of there.
I was so afraid when I found out he called the house.
I won't stay in his house long.
I'd better get this stuff back into the house before it's crawling with ants.
I'd rather have entertained my house guest than listened to his sniveling and begging but alas, I do what I have to do.
I'll follow you back to the house.
I'll locate your house and your bedroom and snatch you away in the dark of night.
I'll take care of your house while you're gone, Kiera offered.
I'm going over to their house.
I'm here in Keene... at Howie's house.
I've always wanted to stay in a beach house.
If he thinks she has him trapped, he'll be a rat in a cheese house with a craw full of cheddar, snarling and biting to get out.
If I get some down time at the court house today, I'll try to check.
If there was anything going on in this house, it's not like your rooming upstairs would make it look any different.
If you'll come back to my house, you shall have the best room in it--yes, all the rooms if you wish.
If your girlfriend was going to dump you, wouldn't you rather it happen at a beach house?
Ignoring the urge to go see if Lori was at the house, she continued down the road.
Imagine the stories that must lurk in the walls of this house.
In a speech to the House of Representatives at this same time, Congressman Davy Crockett told the story of getting chewed out by a constituent for voting for a $20,000 emergency relief bill for the homeless in a city just wiped out by a fire.
In all, it barely resembled the old house.
In fact, things were going so well that she actually accepted an invitation to a valentine's party at Roxanne's house.
In our house, we didn't call the police.
In that small house, there were few secrets.
In the hall beyond, most of the murmured conversation was taking place as feet tromped around the house.
In the morning, she'd clean up the house and then start working on another painting, the portrait of Evelyn and Romas she wanted to give the two of them as their joint wedding present.
In the winter the landscape is bleak and the house is drafty.
In truth, it was the one place in the house where she felt safe and comfortable when she wasn't with Damian.
Inside, the house smelled of fresh paint and it looked completely different.
Is there another Cindy in the house?
It all seemed to be tailor made to her preferences - all but the part about staying alone in the house with him.
It did that sometimes near the old house.
It seems there are people in this house who do not favor you as a nishani and who may seek to harm you.
It sounded like a good chance to get away from this house and the memories for a while.
It suddenly came to mind I hadn't told them Julie was on her way west and Molly was at our house.
It was a beautiful morning and there was plenty of time to kill as Howie wasn't schedule to return to the house until late afternoon.
It was a good thing Cade was with her, because she had no idea how to get back to the house.
It was a hang-up but when she returned moments later, she heard a car leaving the alley behind her house.
It was a moonless night and the perpetrator cut the power, pitching the farm house into total darkness.
It was Cade's house and sister.
It was called "Ivy Green" because the house and the surrounding trees and fences were covered with beautiful English ivy.
It was Delaware, in the middle of nowhere and I watched the house for hours before I took my prize.
It was like he didn't live in the house.
It was on these byways that Dean opted to travel, rolling along the river with the down of cottonwoods filling the air like a winter snowstorm, past the occasional farm house, fields, and ever-present vista of mountains wrapping around him.
It was some distance from the farm house and he thought he might not get to it before it left.
It was still her house and there were a lot of good memories attached to it.
It was the year Mildred Baker bought the Manor, remodeled it, and turned it into a boarding house.
It wasn't like in the old house, where she would have slept cold, got up to a colder house and had to start a fire in an old stove, then wait an hour until she could no longer see her breath.
It's a big city and a long time ago but he saw the White House and said he watched Lincoln eat with two men.
It's a nice house, a keen house, complete with a front porch and swing.
It's about time he did something with this old house.
It's an heirloom of sorts; a big old house - too much for me to take care of and work the ranch as well.
It's inevitable that two people living in the same house are going to be at odds sometimes, but from now on I'll never feel completely safe.
It's the first corridor leading out of the main house into what I think is the eastern wing.
It's the House your father belongs to.
Jonathan was out of camp now, so he was at the house all day.
Jule looked around the cozy house.
Just before Howie was ready to give up, he was startled by a figure he'd not heard enter the house!
Just remember, house rules still apply.
Kiera braced herself and exited behind Evelyn, whose quick step led them back to the main house and outside, where the floating tents were still in place.
Kiera followed as Evelyn turned toward the main house, a sprawling, single-story compound made of brilliant white stone and dotted with hundreds of glass-less windows.
Kiera hid a second translator in her pocket and exited the sprawling house to join him.
Kiera settled at an uncomfortable angle, the sandpapery red roofing snagging her polyester disco clothing and preventing her from sliding over the nearby edge of the three-story row house.
Kiera squeezed the gifts to her chest and walked back to the house, lost in thought.
Let's get back to the house.
Let's go to our house and I'll show you your new bed room.
Like Billy's friend who's staying at Mr. Dean's boarding house, Bird Song!
Lisa went out to help her carry things into the house.
Living in that house and using the pool would be like a summer vacation, not a job.
Look, I'm going to go back to the house and pack my things.
Look, Logan, I don't care why you left me at the beach house.
Lori came by the house that evening.
Lori marched out of the house stiffly without saying goodbye.
Lori's car is at that house.
Lunch finished, they mounted and started back to the house.
Martha handed out paper and pens before we left the house.
Martha, unaware she was hosting a full house, slept soundly.
Maybe not on your own for a few years but you'd be welcomed to help with her while I do my house work.
Moonlight streamed through one window while the rest of the house was dark.
More gunfire and another smaller explosion went off somewhere else in the house.
Moved into his father's old house.
My parents died in a house fire when I was eighteen.
My place was on the street behind theirs, one house over so the corners of our lots touched.
Ne'Rin was closer to the door, and Kiera remained in the shadows inside the house, watching.
Near tears, Yully tugged away from him and ran into the house.
Nearing the old house, she spotted an unfamiliar truck parked beside the road.
Nishani followed him from the bustling, warm banquet room to the cool courtyard in front of the house beneath a full sky of suns.
No house rules were broken.
No one will fault you for taking that one step further and cleaning house, Dr. Wynn said with a faint smile.
No strangers were in the house, and the doors were bolted.
No; she just dug her claws into the wood and climbed down the sides of this house to the ground.
None of this would have happened if they hadn't been alone in the house.
Not far from the mill there was an old house, with many trees growing close to it.
Now get on in the house and give us some privacy.
Now some really big names tell me to back off but it's my hen house where all you fox are playing.
Now son, the house won't clean itself.
Now, into the house, before you fall ill.
Of course, it would be more profitable for the ranch if I culled those animals by taking them to the slaughter house.
Of course, what goes on between you two in this big lonely house when no one else is around is between the two of you.
On her walks at Lover's Lane near Evelyn's row house, she'd often seen couples entranced by the rhythmic movement of waves stand at a railing, the man's arms wrapped around the woman in front of him, his chin on her head.
On Saturday Carmen left Alex with Jonathan and Destiny, heading for the old house.
Once alone, I telephoned Martha and explained that Howie had summoned Julie to California and Betsy and I would house Molly in her mother's absence.
Once the floors had been waxed and the furniture polished, the house sparkled - in an empty kind of way.
Once the garage door was secured, she pulled away from the house.
One beautiful day followed another and she gradually wandered farther from the house exploring the ranch - sometimes on horseback, sometimes on foot.
One day, when Destiny was with Grandma Reynolds and Jonathan was at staying with a friend, she decided to go down to the house before she went to the hospital.
Opal, the tall, thin man, nodded and stepped toward the house.
Or maybe he just wanted her out of the house so he could kill the traitors.
Panic stirred as she recalled what his men had done at Talon's stash house.
Papa, there was a man in our house who tried to kill me.
Perplexed as to what kind of movers worked at such an hour, she roamed through the row house from top to bottom.
Pierre motioned Sofia aside as the mad rush went through the house to the garage.
Pierre was struck by the modesty of the small though clean house after the brilliant surroundings in which he had last met his friend in Petersburg.
Pulling on her boots, she quietly left the house using the back door.
Rainy roared as he tore through the house.
Remembering the pictures on the walls in the house, she wondered if it was a forgery.
Roxanne's house was within walking distance and the night was balmy.
Scraps from the table coaxed him out even during the daylight hours - but only when she stepped back into the house.
She actually had no intent of inviting him to the house, but thought it might rouse a reaction.
She blinked as she entered the darker house and forced her attention on her surroundings.
She called Brutus and slowly walked down to the house.
She called the house phone.
She came awake with a start as thunder rattled the entire house.
She continued walking toward the house.
She couldn't have been more awake before she left the house.
She couldn't help feeling disappointed; space looked no different than it had when she was lying on the roof of Evelyn's house.
She crunched through the snow back to the house and removed her coat and boots before entering the living room.
She drove fast and arrived half an hour later to the safe house and parked out front.
She drove straight home, but still arrived at the house only minutes ahead of him.
She felt faint and stepped back into the main house, near tears.
She forced herself to walk, not run, back to the house.
She glanced at antique school house clock on the kitchen wall, a recent purchase.
She glanced out the window and saw Yancey was almost to the house.
She grew edgy as they passed the town near the bungalow before pulling up the long driveway to the beach house.
She had no intention of hopping into bed with Brandon before they were married - house rules or not.
She had not been reported missing because her mother lay dead in their small rural farm house over a hundred miles away.
She had set it in the oven to stay warm before she left the house.
She has counted everything in the house, and is now busy counting the words in her primer.
She hated this house, though.
She ignored the instinct and said, "I want to roam around the main house, but I'm really afraid of opening doors to random rooms and finding, you know, hordes of tarantulas that attack me or angry prisoners of war."
She looked around at the quiet foyer of a massive house.
She put her cell phone on its charger and explored the house, admiring his taste in everything from furniture to paintings to simple décor.
She rarely left the house and lived in the library.
She retreated to the patio and fled into the house, relieved when the sun was gone.
She rose and stretched then left the small house on a hill for a quick walk.
She rose and trailed him from the house to the car, unable to guess what could agitate him if killing people didn't.
She said nothing and turned to watch them jog back to the house.
She said nothing as he disappeared into the house, wondering what surprises he had in store for her.
She shot him a look and stepped from the house, moving toward the field with the gifts at her side.
She should have said something to Alex before leaving the house.
She squeezed his shoulder and padded into the house.
She stared at the old house.
She started toward the house, glancing at the trees.
She stepped around him and headed for the house.
She stepped into the clammy, wet world of fog and darkness, pausing to focus on the portal that would lead to her sister.s house.
She stopped in the doorway of the main house leading onto the crowded lawn, aghast.
She strode from the room through the house to the alley to retrieve what belongings she had.
She thought he was a friend and told him you were at the house.
She turned and headed for the house without waiting for an answer.
She turned around, walking backwards as she watched the house.
She turned to go back to the house and realized she wouldn't be able to make it before the storm caught up with her.
She twisted to see into the beach house.
She walked back to their house with Brutus.
She walked the short distance into the house and down the hallway, stopping when she reached the doorway.
She wandered into the house, uncertain what she sought.
She wandered through the house, peering out the window until she spotted a small shed.
She was warm and Cade was in the house.
She wasn't surprised to see the man in the thick robes move to the cooler shade of the house.
She willed herself not to think of the man named Jule trapped somewhere in the house.
She'd broken down for weeks, sobbing and refusing to leave her house.
She'd left her favorite clothes at the beach house.
She'd never suspected the depths of her father's strange power, and her first attempt to channel it was the reason the house was now lit with candles.
She's a house guest, not a prisoner.
She's not as beautiful as the one who bore the infant and until, and until today lived in this house.
She's with her mother in some sort of a group house.
So far she had never mentioned her excursions to the attic, but when things got too dull around the house, she went up to explore.
So looking after a rambling old house could be an ambition?
So, with his own hands he carried the golden tripod to the little house where Thales lived.
Some guy caught Carmen in her house and tried to... do her harm.
Someone broke into this house of one of my targets and some sort of mayhem followed.
Soon after confirming she was asleep, the two large men who had emptied the house of boxes returned for her.
Speaking of him, I'm supposed to be at his house.
Spend some time exploring the house.
Staying in the basement where the Other could find and kill him wasn't his top choice, but at least he was in the house.
Still, Brandon insisted on driving her to the house.
Successes were limited for the week with one found child, accidently trapped in a locked room of an empty house and one spousal abduction, in the face of a restraining order.
Such a house my father built after the Civil War, and when he married my mother they went to live in it.
Suddenly hopeful, Deidre stepped into the house.
Suddenly I remember Betsy and Molly were out walking Bumpus when I left the house!
Talal's gaze sought out Ne'Rin before she stepped out of the house.
Tammy was in the back seat asleep, so she carefully unbuckled her and carried her to the house while Sarah brought in the shopping sacks.
That monster might have still been in the house!
That was when she noticed Old Charlie standing beside the house, the reins dragging the ground.
The back door shut as Jonathan and Alex left the house.
The barn was far enough from the house so he would not hear our hammering.
The boys all bowed and watched her walk back into the house, curious and excited.
The building she had spent more than a month trying to get into and now was the site of an open house.
The burst of furious power shot through her, the shockwave rattling the windows of the house.
The cats were moved out of the main house, so you don't have to worry about them.
The cool rain felt good against his hot skin, and he stood in the dark walkway between the gym and the house, soothed by the storm.
The Deans' budget couldn't afford a freeloader, even a pleasant, philosophical guest, especially during a holiday week when the house was full.
The drive from the mountains to the safe house had seemed to take forever.
The driver was standing by the car smoking a cigarette as they emerged from the house.
The energies of the things in the house were replaced by new energies coming from the ground.
The farm house area was unlighted and as still as a tomb according to Howie.
The Fourth of July, with its old-fashioned local celebrations and guaranteed full house was but a week away.
The guys in suits have gone all over the Abbott house and found zilch.
The house has been unbearably lonely without you.
The house has but two small second story bedrooms.
The house of the future won't just be better than the house you have today.
The house rules had been set up to protect the girls from him.
The house sits more than a mile off the snow plow route, so sometimes I'm snowed in for a week or so.
The house sits on a slight rise, at the end of a long driveway and I had never visited at night.
The house was a two-story building with a wide wraparound porch.
The house was as brilliant white on the inside as it was outside.
The house was completely empty.
The house was cozy and simple, with creaky wooden floors covered in rugs, a pot-bellied stove still warm, and worn furniture.
The house was crashing down around them.
The house was far too large for us with five bedrooms and three baths but Betsy had plans!
The house was furnished, so she didn't have much to move – just a few pieces of her parent's furniture and some summer clothes.
The house was quiet, the way he preferred it.
The house was too quiet for her comfort, and she felt the familiar sense of being watched.
The house wasn't the only thing changing, though.
The house will know where everything in it is; you will never again lose your keys or your child's favorite stuffed animal.
The house would have to be cleaned and aired out.
The lackey tossed her onto a hard couch in the rear of the house opposite a closed patio door.
The LeBlanc house was by far the largest of our group, with four bedrooms, one designed as the nursery.
The LeBlanc's house is a tiny cape cod, on a dead end street in south Peabody, a Boston bedroom community.
The lights in every house were on, the doors boarded up, and people somewhere were screaming.
The little house is a genuine bit of paradise.
The man jogged from the house carrying the young girl.
The man was at the house when I left, but his truck wasn't there.
The manor house had been built several hundred years ago, and every room but hers was a reflection of her father's wealth.
The memory was achingly beautiful, and he remembered seeing his war-weary father approach from the house.
The newlyweds spent the night at a local luxury hotel-- also an arrangement made by Kiera-- and she was left alone in the row house full of boxes.
The next day Cade worked close to the house - trying to keep an eye on her, no doubt.
The night he died, I called because I thought my mother might have stopped by the house.
The old farm house had been wrapped in insulation and sided.
The old house groaned with each gust of wind, but it felt like a happy house.
The old house with its dark blank windows was eerie.
The perp did a quick job of searching the house before we got here.
The ride turned out to be a trip to the old house to see how things were coming along.
The sense that Jule was in the house hadn't left her.
The sheriff's office was located only a few blocks east of Bird Song, behind the County Court House, where Fred O'Connor would report for jury duty the following Tuesday.
The skies opened once again as he reached the house, and thunder boomed in the distance.
The two remained that way, blanketed in the comforting stillness of the old house and one another's arms.
The way he had rescued her from the dogs, and from the fox in the chicken house - yes, there were a lot of wonderful memories on this farm.
The work was rewarding, though, as the house began to take on a homey atmosphere.
Their house was lonely, and a little scary without them.
Then get out of my house.
Then he added, but if you can sneak it in, you might try Diversion, the coffee house.
Then he headed for the house.
Then he said, "Your house is a very poor place, I think."
Then I saw a figure get out of the car and creep around toward the back of the house.
There too was the matter of who turned off the power at Howie's house and why?
There was no light in the back of the house and I didn't have a flashlight so I had trouble getting the key in the lock.
There was no way I was going to brief Howie on all that had happened, how his living room is covered in blood and his house has been ransacked; not in his present state of mind.
There was no way to lock the screen, so she simply pushed it shut and started for the house.
There were three bedrooms but the largest one, presumably belonging to Howie, was located in the rear of the house where it remained pitch black.
They broke free of the house into the dark night on a side of the house far from the light and merriment of the party.
They followed his parents into the house and Adrienne hesitated at the dining room door.
They left the row house for the park across the street, where a small spacecraft awaited them.
They needed to get back to the house.
They returned to the beach house.
They started down the road toward a ranch house.
They started toward the house.
They stepped into the cooler house, and her attention was caught by Talal, who froze in mid-stride along her path toward the northern wing.
They strode into the sticky heat towards the gym between the house and the garage.
They walked a short distance to an open atrium in the center of the house, complete with a small oasis rising up from white stone and curved benches.
They walked toward the house, reaching the patio before Traci started crying.
They're at the safe house off Biscayne.
This is your house, isn't it?
Throwing an arm around his waist, they walked to the house together.
To the house where I grew up, at the time of Annie's death.
Toby's…going to a friend's house for the night, and I'm sick of my apartment.
Today's program was scheduled for a different track—meeting with the old timers, the curmudgeons, over their morning coffee meeting at Diversions Coffee House.
Tomorrow would be another day at the house, and she intended to enjoy every minute of this day with Cade.
Toni shook his head and trotted into the house.
Toni trotted down the stairwell leading to the main house.
Two men in black darted through the bodies and into the house while two more hung back at the garage entrance.
Unlike me, Betsy was very familiar with the house having spent much time with Martha and Claire.
Unlike the cheerful white walls of the house, the tall wall was the unwelcome shade of dark grey that she'd begun to despise after days in the spaceships surrounded by it.
Was he going to say something about the fact that she wandered too far from the house?
Was he hinting that she should give more attention to the exterior of the house?
We decided to leave the house and reconnoiter at a local restaurant, one that served wine.
We got info on a stash house on Broad Street.
We have a beautiful house and lots of parties.
We knew the young girl was in trouble shortly after she left her house, with Howie following closely behind her.
We learned later, at first the police were suspicious of the parents as they couldn't believe someone could enter a small house with sleeping adults and two boys in an adjoining room, and not be heard.
We're a house of cards in a windstorm, held together by God knows what.
We've known since he took you up to his parent's house.
Well, let's go into the house.
What in hell are you doing in my house?
When are you going to have that house finished?
When Claudette arrived, the room was finished and the house in order.
When I was taking care of Dad there wasn't time to take classes and he died owing a lot of money, so I had to sell the house.
When Julie and I get back, I'll move them both into my house.
When the kid comes back from her momma's house, give me a buzz and I'll see if I have time to talk some truth into her.
When they reached Mr. Johnson's house, the old man politely handed him the turkey and turned to go.
When they walked through the door at the house, she announced that she was going to fix lunch.
Which is your house? he asked.
While Simonides was outside, the roof of the house caved in and killed everyone.
While these assets upgraded our efficiency, the LeBlanc house continued to be inadequate.
Why didn't he do something about this cold house?
Why don't we do an old-fashioned house call and come to you?
Wind and rain slashed at her as she reached the kitchen doorway and she hurried into the house.
With a look at the car, she trailed him to the beach house.
With his luck, the kids were loose in the house.
With one leg in my house and one leg out, my man Aldo Benitez shot him.
With the laundry washing and the sun peeping through curtainless panes, she set out to explore the house.
With their financial health intact, she made arrangements to proceed with the work on the house.
Within minutes a truck plunged down the hill and into the yard, stopping in a spray of gravel in front of the house.
Yes. Maybe she was in the house.
You can't spend your life terrified to leave the house alone.
You could find the farm house, couldn't you?
You don't have a spot of dust anywhere in your house or car and your name's Dusty.
You keep your distance and speak in a civil tongue in my house!
You know, this house wouldn't be as cold if there were some curtains on the window and some rugs on the floor.
You might have the house to yourself, Evelyn said.
You were late on purpose today so we'd happen to stop by the stash house.
You'd be happier taking care of a rambling old house in the middle of nowhere?
You'd better get back into the house.
You're supposed to carry at least a knife every time you leave the house.
You're welcome to read anything in the house.
You've got a baby up there asleep and you're alone in the house, tying one on.
Your bracelet acts as a sort of master key, so you can go anywhere in the whole house.
Your target is in this house, and you're going to lay there?