Then he was going into town, banging on her door.

I tried, but the world kept banging on my door.

A moment later, someone was banging on the door itself.

I got back to the room and banged on the door.

All that banging on the door had been with just her left hand.

But it was only someone banging on the front door of her house.

Someone in the room below came up and banged on our door.

She was still there when the police banged on the door of their house.

I banged on the door, but there was no answer.

Seemed like more or less straight away the guy was banging on the door with the early morning call.