The mother called again, her voice on a rising note of annoyance.

Four novels published in the last year have characters who long to hear what one calls her "beautiful, bruised voice."

Keep up,' he called back irritably, his voice echoing in the silence.

I called it several more times, my voice echoing in the distance.

Even now, I wouldn't have called his voice excited.

Then the man outside knocked, and called her voice, quietly.

'Come in,' called a lady's voice from behind a door.

Other critics often call her voice weak and thin.

He called her name again, his voice penetrating the prayers of the dead monks.

I called a little later and disguised my voice.