Then, when the colonel walked into the trap, I wiped out most of his main column.

The colonel walked back to the small conference table across the room and handed Newman an envelope full of loose papers.

The colonel walked away, but turned and kept his eyes on the man when he was out of earshot.

The colonel and his wife walked them to the door.

Without waiting for my answer, a Russian colonel in combat fatigues came out of the shadows and walked into our office.

The colonel walked around the table and flipped a wall switch.

The two colonels had walked on ahead, leaving the young officers together.

The colonel rose and walked to the lectern, trying to keep his shaking knees under control.

Pleased with himself, the colonel walked back into his office and sat down again opposite Grant.

The colonel and his son were walking fine but it felt good to say that, to shove some of the edge back onto them.