Two guards lounged in front of the sentry house.

They could only look, while guards lounged near by.

A Mexican guard lounged against the wall, his swarthy face mask-like in its calm.

They passed beneath an arch where a black-leathered guard lounged comfortably.

A guard lounged in front of it.

Across from the door two bored-looking guards lounged, looking as if they'd appreciate a smoke.

More guards lounged at the foot of the steps.

The guard lounged indolently against the wall, seemed not to see Rider.

The guards lounged near the door, clearly bored.

The four guards were lounging near the doorway, apparently bored with their task.