Fabvier, not entering the tent, remained at the entrance talking to some generals of his acquaintance.
He changed so gradually, he didn't notice how much different he'd become, until he realized how much he was enjoying talking to his friend.
It was time to talk to someone, but the idea of talking to a councilor was almost as uncomfortable as talking to no one.
While Pierre, standing in the middle of the room, was talking to himself in this way, the study door opened and on the threshold appeared the figure of Makar Alexeevich, always so timid before but now quite transformed.
It was hard to tell if the visitor was unwelcome, as he always maintained a professional tone when talking to customers or strangers.
She was sitting in a conspicuous place and talking to him like a grown-up lady.
Carmen was standing at the punch bowl greeting people and Alex was behind her talking to someone when Candice stopped at the table.
He was talking to Edith Shipton who was nodding and biting her fingernails, when she wasn't wringing her hands.
Look there! one soldier was saying to another, pointing to a Russian musketeer who had gone up to the picket line with an officer and was rapidly and excitedly talking to a French grenadier.
His voice was quiet and confident, and she felt like a visitor in his throne room rather than a woman talking to a stranger chained to her basement wall.