Charlotte, who had just come in the door, stood stock still, instantly detecting that the tension was far greater than usual.

Charlotte was standing beside the bed completely naked.

Charlotte stood at the rail after the Marchioness had gone.

Charlotte stood on the side of the seats, looking round the audience.

Elizabeth and Charlotte and Emily stood beside her, waiting for me.

At some remove Charlotte stood, with her hand upon the table, a picture in the stillness, though everything was now quite beyond my grasp.

Charlotte, however, stands apart from much of the nation.

Charlotte couldn't stand, and I had to half carry her.

Charlotte stood in front of the steamed-up mirror; he was looking at her naked reflection.

The jangle of the telephone, by which Charlotte was still standing, fractured her thoughts.