The Emperor lay groaning and tossing in nightmare on his bed.

In her hollow weakness, it seemed for a space that she still lay tossing in the delirium of a fever-dream.

For days he lay tossing in delirium and suffering, but not once did the Russian come near him.

She could not go to sleep at night, but lay tossing and turning.

He lay tossing in the gloom, imagining time falling off a clock until at last the moment for the broom-pushing orderly to return arrived.

The perfect re- sponse would spawn sometime as I lay tossing and turning an hour before dawn.

That night she lay tossing and turning in her small bed.

The Dragon God lay tossing and writhing on his iron bed.

She had taken in all her sails and lay now tossing on the waves like a sea-bird with folded wings.

And as she lay tossing her head, trying vainly to lift herself once more with that shrill trumpeting, I shot her through the heart.