Mrs. Vandemeyer laid down the revolver on the edge of the washstand within reach of her hand, and, still eyeing Tuppence like a lynx in case the girl should attempt to move, she took a little stoppered bottle from its place on the marble and poured some of its contents into a glass which she filled up with water.
Mrs. Vandemeyer kept the gun near her while she drank water.
Mrs. Vandemeyer threw the gun at Tuppence and asked her to drink water with her.
A person meanders through a garden on a bike.
The person is in a booth, while someone is holding a map.
The smiling man has a full head of gray hair and his waiting in line to purchase some food.
They have a lot of sports available.
Oh that would be splendid!
The Japanese busy service is very tourist friendly, having most of their information in English.