He placed a wooden hand in mine and said: "This is a pleasure, Mr. Hastings." Then, turning to his wife: "Emily dearest, I think that cushion is a little damp." She beamed fondly on him, as he substituted another with every demonstration of the tenderest care. 
He looked at his wife and complained about the cushion.
He looked at his wife and just smiled.
Clinton's spokesmen have nothing to say to Republican critics.
A person carries a sack by the shoreline.
A boy wears ski pants.
The children they slaughtered were not innocent.
Some boys dressed in overalls are running on a boat dock.
A man is walking and carrying a fishing pole.