An expressionless butler stepped aside to allow her entrance.

She turned, seeking, and her butler stepped forward, bowing low.

Finally, the butler who had answered the cord-pulling summons stepped forward.

The butler stepped around the wrestling match with an indulgent smile.

The butler stepped forward with a rather startled air.

Discreetly, the butler stepped back into the kitchen, for he made it a point never to eavesdrop.

The butler stepped down from the porch and escorted him around the side of the house, through the garden, to the pool area in back.

Lord Ferdinand left and the butler stepped into the library a minute or two later, looking apprehensive.

So the butler, who was terrified lest his young master should waken, stepped suddenly to the door, and opened it.

He pressed a button on the desktop intercom and stood waiting as the butler stepped into his study.