I got up from the steps and walked down toward the lake.

The son was silent: he had again turned his face toward the lake.

They walked on slowly, following the path toward the lake.

I left the house behind me and walked out toward the lake.

In the afternoon he went walking again, this time toward the lake.

They dressed, all three of them, and walked out toward the lake.

Rick saw no one, not even when he turned toward the lake.

I turned and walked away from him toward the lake.

He turned, and his eyes were directed toward the lake.

Little Will ran from the door and headed toward the lake.