He made a small bow, without taking his eyes off the old woman.
He made her a deep bow and went out of the room.
He got to his feet and made a little bow.
She held out her hand for him to make a bow.
Believe me, we had best make our bow to him.
A long moment went by, and then he made her another little bow.
They came forward, the girl to the boy's right, stopped and made their bows.
He got up, made a quick bow and we returned to our own table.
She lifted her hand and made half a bow to me.
"Seems to me a man who knows how to make bows should have a better position," he said.
