1 I walked into the centre of the bazaar timidly.
2 Then I turned away slowly and walked down the middle of the bazaar.
3 I left the house in bad humour and walked slowly towards the school.
4 They walked along Nassau Street and then turned into Kildare Street.
5 The two young men walked up the street without speaking, the mournful music following them.
6 He walked with his hands by his sides, holding himself erect and swaying his head from side to side.
7 He walked with one hand upon his hip and in the other hand he held a stick with which he tapped the turf lightly.
8 We walked along the North Strand Road till we came to the Vitriol Works and then turned to the right along the Wharf Road.
9 As I walked along in the sun I remembered old Cotter's words and tried to remember what had happened afterwards in the dream.
10 I walked away slowly along the sunny side of the street, reading all the theatrical advertisements in the shopwindows as I went.
11 We waited to see whether she would remain or go in and, if she remained, we left our shadow and walked up to Mangan's steps resignedly.
12 He walked towards us very slowly, always tapping the ground with his stick, so slowly that I thought he was looking for something in the grass.
13 The other, who walked on the verge of the path and was at times obliged to step on to the road, owing to his companion's rudeness, wore an amused listening face.
14 They walked northward with a curious feeling of disappointment in the exercise, while the city hung its pale globes of light above them in a haze of summer evening.
15 As the two young men walked on through the crowd Corley occasionally turned to smile at some of the passing girls but Lenehan's gaze was fixed on the large faint moon circled with a double halo.
16 Nearly every day when his teaching in the college was ended he used to wander down the quays to the second-hand booksellers, to Hickey's on Bachelor's Walk, to Web's or Massey's on Aston's Quay, or to O'Clohissey's in the by-street.
17 We walked through the flaring streets, jostled by drunken men and bargaining women, amid the curses of labourers, the shrill litanies of shop-boys who stood on guard by the barrels of pigs' cheeks, the nasal chanting of street-singers, who sang a come-all-you about O'Donovan Rossa, or a ballad about the troubles in our native land.
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