Bond smiled back at M. and got to his feet.

Bond got to his feet and took a quick look through the branches.

With the last quality in mind, Bond got to his feet and picked up the files.

Bond pulled himself together and got quickly out of his car.

Bond got to his feet and walked the few steps to where she lay.

Bond held on to the table, put down the coins, and got his ticket.

Bond got slowly out of the car and stood looking at the house.

Bond hadn't got time to hang about and call her bluff.

Bond got up and went to the telephone booth at the back of the room.

When Bond at last got to bed that night, he couldn't wipe the word out of his mind.