To him, the sound simply meant that the police were vigilant.

Every sound from the sea could still mean life.

The sound couldn't mean a time lock, for this safe wasn't of that type.

The small sound obviously meant the same in both languages.

But what did these sounds mean and where, in this wilderness, could they bolt to?

The sound meant that she was ready and willing to do it.

What these sounds mean, he thought, is: I am alive and so are you.

At the foot of the hill I stopped to wonder what these sounds might mean.

The sound of quiet feet on the stairs meant the night staff.

"I really don't know what the sounds mean," he said, almost as an aside.