The voice paused for what the Nuumiians called the fear moment.

The voice at the other end paused for a moment.

And for a moment, perhaps in a certain reverence, the voice paused.

The musical voice paused and seemed to be awaiting an answer.

The voice paused, as if the owner were turning the unpleasant subject over in his mind.

Then the voice paused as if listening to itself, testing the open frequencies.

The voice paused, but as Gold drew breath to speak, it continued.

The voice paused for a moment, listening while the other man mumbled something.

The voice paused for a few seconds to George's relief.

The voice paused as the stranger took one step backwards and sat down on the edge of her bed.