For a time, only the sound of eating rose from the table.
Now he ran as the sounds of a fight rose ahead.
The sound rose in intensity and was suddenly cut off.
Suddenly, the sound of the water rose again; there was another fall nearby.
From the main deck rose the sound of the players beginning to tune.
The sound of it passing through the air rose to a scream.
He hears a new sound rising to the north and knows his words have carried.
Just beyond the terrace rose the sound of the brook.
Then a new sound rose clear upon the night.
A sound was rising, as of wind heard through a sturdy stone wall.