Roger moved to speak, but the priest m4tched a hand, stopping him.

Roger, who had not closed his eyes all night, felt her presence and moved toward her, but she shoved him away.

Roger smiled up at me, and moved the paper so I could see.

After several moments, Roger moved across to the desk and leaned against it.

Roger moved to stand at Jamie's shoulder, looking down.

Tony nodded, and Roger quickly moved him to the center.

When Roger moved his head a few inches, it disappeared.

Roger moved close and spoke in a quiet voice that would be lost anywhere else in the room.

Roger moved closer, eager to see, but was shoved back by some of the villagers.

Roger felt thoroughly nonplussed by this discovery, and rather moved.