Things were getting forward in the town.

He stopped stiff and one of the monos held his bridle and walked him forward.

The picador kicked in his spurs, leaned forward and shook his lance at the bull.

He thanked me very much, but his mind was already looking forward to walking over the pass.

Two shining arrogant eyes had established dominance over his face and gave him the appearance of always leaning aggressively forward.

The horse’s entrails hung down in a blue bunch and swung backward and forward as he began to canter, the monos whacking him on the back of his legs with the rods.

The other girl, Daisy, made an attempt to rise⁠—she leaned slightly forward with a conscientious expression⁠—then she laughed, an absurd, charming little laugh, and I laughed too and came forward into the room.

To her son these words conveyed an extraordinary joy, as if it were settled the expedition were bound to take place, and the wonder to which he had looked forward, for years and years it seemed, was, after a night’s darkness and a day’s sail, within touch.