'These boots do not belong to you,' Hari said fiercely, and as the woman moved menacingly towards her, she held up her hand.

The boots, which his grandfather had bought as a souvenir, had belonged, decades before, to a famous professional striker called Charles "Dead Shot" Keen.

He could hear the Crunch of boots on the sandy ground, and he doubted those boots belonged to a Cadmian.

'The boots belonged to his sister,' I thought out loud.

'The boots could have belonged to Jayne.'

The boots in question had belonged to an explorer called Gustaf Heinrich Urnst.

The boot belonged to the largest of the three men and he made good use of his weight to keep her under him.

The boot belonged to a man with long greasy ha r and a pepper-and-salt stubble.

That boot belonged to Deathwish Drang.

Grease-stained boots belong to mechanics, food-specked shoes to cooks, and ground-down heels to truck and bus drivers.