As soon as I opened the door the sight of him so terrified me that I stood rooted to the spot
, and could feel myself turning pale.
I stood rooted to the spot
, with my face turned toward the moonlight streaming in at the open door.
The dervish said no more and left me, speechless with shame and confusion, and so wretched that I stood rooted to the spot
, while he collected the eighty camels and proceeded on his way to Balsora.
The instant she turned to thank me, I stood rooted to the spot
Momaya, wide-eyed, stood rooted to the spot
, watching, fascinated.
I trembled from head to foot; I felt a presentiment of who it was and wished to rouse one of the peasants who dwelt in a cottage not far from mine; but I was overcome by the sensation of helplessness, so often felt in frightful dreams, when you in vain endeavour to fly from an impending danger, and was rooted to the spot
She heard a cry of warning behind her, but, rooted to the spot
by a fearful fascination, she heeded it not.
Deafened by the noise, stifled, choked, and blinded by the dust, they hid their faces and stood rooted to the spot
Dick glanced upward at him, but without any token of recognition; and long after he had disappeared, still stood gazing upon Miss Sally Brass, seeing or thinking of nothing else, and rooted to the spot
At the first step she checked herself; rooted to the spot
, under a sudden revulsion of feeling which quieted her in an instant.
Poor Mrs Nickleby, who had listened in a state of enviable complacency at first, became at length quite overpowered by these tokens of regard for, and attachment to, the family; and even the servant girl, who had peeped in at the door, remained rooted to the spot
in astonishment at the ecstasies of the two friendly visitors.
Gabriel started up, and stood rooted to the spot
with astonishment and terror; for his eyes rested on a form that made his blood run cold.
He made tentative efforts to go, but seemed awkwardly rooted to the spot
And it seemed to him all at once that he was turned to stone, that it was like a dream in which one is being pursued, nearly caught and will be killed, and is rooted to the spot
and cannot even move one's arms.
Wilfred Bohun stood rooted to the spot
long enough to see the idiot go out into the sunshine, and even to see his dissolute brother hail him with a sort of avuncular jocularity.