He raised his hands for silence and the hall grew quiet again.

The hall grew very quiet as Duncan took a step forward and swept them with his eyes.

The hall grew hushed and fans stilled in the hands of the ladies.

It came to Simon that the hall had grown quiet.

He took his seat at the piano, the hall grew absolutely still, and the music began.

The hall, for all its light and laughter, grows stale.

The effect was noticeable; the hall grew quiet as men strained to hear him.

For a moment, it seemed the hall grew markedly cooler.

As the City of Brighton and the population grew the hall expanded.

Later, grown, all he had wanted was a few acres of good land, a hall to grow old in, a better life for his sons.