That little wooden building had been his home now for over eight months.

The little buildings seemed to be about a foot high.

He stood, looking up at the little building, feeling constrained to say more.

The little building in the woods; he and she alone on the floor.

The machinery took up half the space in the little building.

All I could think was: what a fine little building.

He couldn't see the guard in the little building, but surely there must be one.

The little building wasn't big enough for the others to fit inside.

She'd been gone for centuries, along with that little building.

The guide pointed at the little building beyond the site.