The narrowness, the deadly monotony of it, almost drove me mad." She paused a minute, and added in a different tone: "And then I met John Cavendish."
I wasn't sure how much longer I could take the droning monotone of her voice.
I was in awe the sheer power of her speaking voice that held me entranced.
Yes, I do that as well.
The president is speaking to a large crowd.
A man is playing a banjo.
The boxer knew for sure that he would win.
The baby is taking a nap.
A student was yelling about perennials.