Voices rose near at hand, for tea was spread out under the sycamore-tree, as it had been on the day of my arrival. 
There is tea under the sycamore tree.
Voices stayed silent.
A man eating a grilled cheese at noon.
Cinder blocks were added to the structure.
The men are eating pizza together.
The little dog is running
Poirot ignored my story and sat in his chair.
Hope you have watched something recently.