Accordingly he walked up boldly to the door, and rang the bell.
"I hope she's at home," was Grace's anxious thought as she rang the bell.
Her perfect health, and all her love of life, rang out in this sonorous gaiety.
His ears hummed and rang, and his brain swam as light as a feather.
His lordship whistled, rang for his horses, and looked at his nails with a smile.