Which one you wish, senor? Teodoro Trinfan, rope in hand, stood there ready to cast for one of the milling colts.
The man asked which one he would like, ready with rope in hand.
Teodoro refused to give the man any of his horses.
nobody is riding.
A man is skateboarding.
We want nothing.
Are you leaving?
I saw you repairing your car yesterday.
Three men are sitting down.