Still without a word, George followed her through the silent house.

I was walking through light and shadow in a silent house.

They stayed in the kitchen talking about other things, anything but the silent house around them.

They went back through the silent house to the kitchen.

With the house silent, playing in the dark, just me and the game, it felt too desperate.

A rear window on the top floor of the silent house opened.

"I used to live in a silent house, alone," she thought.

They stood for a few seconds, listening to the silent house.

He lived in a strange silent house and looked out of it through calm eyes.

He came home to a silent house, the kids already asleep.