saltus

Saltus worked his way around the room to the bench.

Saltus stopped talking and made a visible effort to control himself.

Arthur Saltus broke in again before the woman could respond.

Saltus spun around to stare up at the two glass eyes.

Arthur Saltus opened his eyes to find the daylight gone.

Saltus put an exploratory hand under the shower and turned on the water.

Saltus squinted at the face but it refused to come into clear focus.

"Secret orders came in the middle of the night," Saltus declared.

Saltus began to laugh but lust as suddenly shut it off.

Arthur Saltus waited at the bottom with a handful of film.

Saltus stopped talking but let the machine run on.

Arthur Saltus fell down the flight of stairs because he could not help himself.

Saltus seemed to have confirmed a part of it.

Arthur Saltus scanned the street and then climbed back into the car.

Saltus began playing golf aged ten, and turned professional in 1996 at the relatively late age of 25.

Arthur Saltus stood lost in thought, looking at the western cloudbank.

Saltus had moved in and boldly taken possession of the woman, another hurt.

Saltus turned on his knees to meet the threat.

The verbal description offered by Saltus had been a depressing one.

Saltus received a law degree from Columbia University in 1880.

Saltus snapped his fingers to indicate a job well done and went back into the shower.

Saltus stepped all the way out of the shower.

Get the rest, read the rest of it, Saltus urged him.

Saltus guessed his watch was wrong; it had been wrong before.

Saltus noted the time on his watch and fitted the keys into the locks.