For a time, only the sound of eating rose from the table.

Now he ran as the sounds of a fight rose ahead.

The sound rose in intensity and was suddenly cut off.

Suddenly, the sound of the water rose again; there was another fall nearby.

From the main deck rose the sound of the players beginning to tune.

The sound of it passing through the air rose to a scream.

He hears a new sound rising to the north and knows his words have carried.

Just beyond the terrace rose the sound of the brook.

Then a new sound rose clear upon the night.

A sound was rising, as of wind heard through a sturdy stone wall.