The visitor stood to attention for a moment, then turned and left, closing the door behind him with a click.

The visitor was silent for a long moment, just standing there, saying nothing, watching carefully.

He knew almost to a foot where his visitor was standing.

This is the part of the house that visitors stand closest to and from which they will form their first impression.

The visitors stood in the lush landscape of an American summer.

Then the visitor walked across the room and stood looking down.

Her visitor only stood there in the corner; merely that and nothing more.

Other visitors stood there, too, looking up at the sky.

The visitors stood packed into the only open area, their eyes exactly at flight deck level.

But so long as my visitors stood about me and talked I could not escape.