She checks for leaks, fallen marble, anything out of place or missing, circling the rotunda, conscious of the echo of her footsteps, sometimes stopping at Raphael's luminous glass tomb to say "Buongiorno, Raffaello".
By the time we reached Benny, the other boys were gone, lost in the dark; all that was left was the echo of their footsteps as they ran off into the night, and then there was not even that — no sound at all except the soft, steady ticking of the motor in Riccio's car.
They may be a little annoyed that the church or museum they wanted to visit is shut for the afternoon, but, walking around, will hear the echo of their footsteps off the old stone walls and admire the tenacity with which the town has gone restfully silent in a way no place in northern Europe does.
As hulking a presence at 65 as when he made the transition to gauche ghoul for Mel Brooks nearly 30 years ago, Mr. Boyle, preceded by the echo of his footsteps, materializes, coffee mug in hand, from the kitchen of his colossal East Side co-op.
"The echo of my footsteps under these immense vaults", he wrote, "made me imagine that I head the strong voices of those who had built them.
I can still hear the echo of the footsteps of Marie-Antoinette, and the music and festive ambiance of the stately rooms.
The first time I arrived at the Temple of Time, the quiet in there, the echo of the footsteps... it's still pretty vivid.
If you give in to the silence — remember, there's no traffic noise as distraction — you'll pick up the faraway echo of footsteps, the hushed garble of a television from behind a shuttered window.
Still in that crouch, they listened to the shuffling echo of footsteps heading down, then finally bolted for the west edge of the roof to look back at where they had come from.
