Example sentences of "make [pron] [noun] [adv prt] through the " in BNC.

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1 I found the whisky , let myself out of the cellar and locked it , turned all the lights out , gave Mrs McSpadden the bottle , accepted a belated new-year kiss from her , then made my way out through the kitchen and the corridor and the crowded hall where the music sounded loud and people were laughing , and out through the now almost empty entrance hall and down the steps of the castle and down the driveway and down to Gallanach , where I walked along the esplanade — occasionally having to wave or say ‘ Happy New Year ’ to various people I did n't know — until I got to the old railway pier and then the harbour , where I sat on the quayside , legs dangling , drinking my whisky and watching a couple of swans glide on black , still water , to the distant sound of highland jigs coming from the Steam Packet Hotel , and singing and happy-new-year shouts echoing in the streets of the town , and the occasional sniff as my nose watered in sympathy with my eyes .
2 Swiftly she made her way out through the south door .
3 A long white strip of cloth linked them all from hand a hand as they made their way down through the sleet and the open snowy fields .
4 They shared a bottle of Barolo , then made their way back through the Lanes to the Conference Hall and stood on the sea-front opposite the entrance , watching the arrival of the Great and the Good .
5 Ten minutes later a small party , including a highly suspicious private detective , made its way out through the tradesmen 's entrance , escorted by Auguste .
6 They make their way down through the courtyard past the concierge 's busy-lizzies and geraniums in their cluster of terracotta and out onto the street where the Mercedes and driver are double-parked squeezing the traffic to an irascible trickle .
7 Theseus made his way back through the labyrinth and out into the fresh night air where Ariadne was waiting for him Now they had to rescue the Athenians and make their escape .
8 But as we made our way down through the trees , I realized that even if I 'd been better at baling I could never have carried that load : my forehead hurt , my neck felt stiff and strained , and the pine-needles on the path , compressed and polished by thousands of feet , were as slippery as glass .
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