For several more minutes, he stared at the silent building, still seeing no signs of activity.

It was impossible to overcome the feeling that they might be covered by one or more guns from the silent building.

A disc of glass dropped into the silent building and tinkled on the floor.

I said to myself the next day as I opened the door of the silent, empty building.

Back in the street, Deacon cast another glance toward the silent building.

He moved quietly, his mind open, scenting, into the silent buildings.

He waited five minutes but nothing happened in the silent building.

The three of them stayed on the ridge top and watched him walk down the hill toward the silent buildings.

In the silent building, the air was humming with it.

The beetles began to rush from one silent building to another.