Roger felt a sting in his hand, and then suddenly he was free.

Miles was not a person to directly ask after something that, wasn't, his concern, but Roger felt the younger man's interest.

Roger felt as though he'd been caught in some kind of machinery.

Roger felt the casual talk among the men behind him stop, and glanced back.

Yet Roger felt that there ought to be something else.

Roger felt the small shudder that ran through the girl's body, and without thinking about it, reached up to take her hand.

Roger felt as though some soft weight had struck him in the breast.

On the one hand, Roger felt immense relief that the job was nearly done.

There could be no doubt of it after what he'd seen, but still Roger felt compelled to ask.

Despite his resolve to be understanding, Roger felt himself growing angry in return.