This, he reasoned, was because the soldiers were drawing near.

Let all the soldiers draw near, let them come up!

As a soldier drew near, he grew quiet and moved away.

Then a soldier appeared and, seeing what had happened, drew his bronze sword.

By the time the dwarf turned back around, the soldier had drawn his sword.

His fellow soldiers drew their blades with a ringing sound.

The soldiers around him drew their weapons and charged.

The soldiers drew back in distaste and passed the group through quickly.

The Hitlerite soldiers drew back in surprise to hear her voice.

The soldiers draw their lots, and, as they fall, By turns relieve each other on the wall.