But boredom worked where argument failed; Duke could not stand to be shut up in a room with nothing to do.

The Duke stood in thought for a moment, with a look of intense surprise on his face.

The Duke stood patiently while the list of offices was completed, then stepped forward into the sunlight.

Hands in his pockets, Duke stood inches from their snapping jaws.

And how much, if the King failed to recover, the young Duke stood to gain.

Duke slid his feet off the bench and stood straight up.

When she came through the curtain, the Duke was standing in the tent entrance, talking to someone outside.

The Duke stood, looking after him with a faint frown, before turning back to his captains.

The Duke stood by the bed he lay in, staring at the floor.

At the door, the Duke stood beside a red-haired woman in a blue gown.