1 Opposite the Varnum gate, where the road fell away toward the Corbury valley, the church reared its slim white steeple and narrow peristyle.
2 The young man, skirting the side of the building, went down the slope toward the basement door.
3 "Hold on a minute while I unhitch the colt," Denis called to her, springing toward the shed.
4 He saw Eady, after a moment, jump from the cutter and go toward the girl with the reins over one arm.
5 A moment later he heard the jingle of departing sleigh bells and discerned a figure advancing alone toward the empty expanse of snow before the church.
6 To-night the pressure of accumulated misgivings sent the scale drooping toward despair, and her indifference was the more chilling after the flush of joy into which she had plunged him by dismissing Denis Eady.
7 Without answering he moved away toward the kitchen.
8 It was only when she drew toward her last illness, and his cousin Zenobia Pierce came over from the next valley to help him nurse her, that human speech was heard again in the house.
9 She sat silent, her hands clasped on her work, and it seemed to him that a warm current flowed toward him along the strip of stuff that still lay unrolled between them.
10 When he raised himself again he saw that she was dragging toward the stove the old soap-box lined with carpet in which the cat made its bed.
11 There was more wet in the air and it seemed likely to both men that the weather would "milden" toward afternoon and make the going safer.
12 He had driven his load half-way to the village when Jotham Powell overtook him, urging the reluctant sorrel toward the Flats.
13 "I hope Zeena ain't broken anything she sets store by," she called after him as he turned the greys toward home.
14 "I'll go out and take a look around," he said, going toward the passage to get his lantern.
15 He started down the road toward their house, but at the end of a few yards he pulled up sharply, the blood in his face.