Again the slim priest hesitated, but the rabbi said nothing.

The priest hesitated, uncertain whether to take the keys.

The priest hesitated as he thought the situation through.

The priest hesitated to throw away any piece of writing.

The priest hesitated only another few seconds before squeezing her.

The priest hesitated, then shrugged, with a small smile.

Then she stopped, as if giving up, and the young priest hesitated.

The young priest hesitated, afraid the Cardinal would ask what Maureen had said about him.

The priest hesitated, but he was still smiling.

The priest hesitated, then seemed to resolve something in his own mind.