The man shouted the name not just for effect but to be heard.

The man thought for a moment, turned and shouted a question.

Now they could hear what the men shouted to one another.

The man shouted to those men who were following behind him.

The king was on his feet, and men were shouting.

Why did the man not shout for me to stop, to give myself up?

The big man shouted an order, and they again stood to attention.

"Take me in close so I can get a good shot at them," the old man shouted.

For a moment the men shouted at each other, trying to be heard over the wind.

In response to this, the man, without moving, raised his voice and shouted at the house.