Then as she reaches for the book, the telephone rings.

As I hammer out the final words the telephone rings.

At one point, in the middle of our conversation, the telephone rings.

I get one or two good lines and the telephone rings.

Just then the telephone rings and, as always now, it's for her.

The telephone rings and we learn that someone has died.

The telephone rings, and the call is for the Doctor.

I arrived back at the door to my rooms just in time to hear the telephone ring.

When the telephone rings, I move to answer it without thinking.

At one in the morning I was surprised to hear the telephone ring, and someone picked up right away.