What is "passerby"

Usage examples of "passerby".

Jew carried an autofocus camera, and so far as any passersby were concerned, he was just another asshole taking occasional snapshots.

Located near the entrance of Bonita Vista, the better to impress outsiders and passersby, the twin courts were perfectly maintained and surrounded by a high green chain-link fence meant to prevent balls from flying into the forest and to keep out nonresidents.

The groan he suddenly uttered rose steadily in pitch, and a passerby, pausing to listen, might have thought that Xan Meo was about to throw up.

A lighted green notice board advised passersby that the chapel had been restored to the Ancient Faith by the Rosminian Fathers.

As he charged into the entrance foyer, his brains a-reel, he heard the scrubwoman say something most unladylike, but he slammed the front doors open and broke out onto the pavement, where footsteps of passersby were revealed in an inch of fresh snow.

The few passersby on the still night stared incuriously as Albury drove along the seawall until the Winnebago was about seventy-five feet from the end.

Beyond the immediate noise of the beasts, he heard the noise of the curious of the city and the passersby, heard the jeers of a gathering crowd while the potter clawed his way out of more water than he had ever sat in, and dripped onto the pavings.

Street peddlers rubbed elbows with merchants who had brought wagons in from the inland villages and would not go out again until winter had come and gone, hawkers with their trays called to the passersby, Falmen in embroidered cloaks brushed past farm families in heavy fleece coats.

At a restaurant near the Central Market, passersby inspected the barbecued chickens with their shiny lacquerlike coatings, hanging from hooks in an open window.

The thread would dangle, invisible to casual passersby, invisible to the household eunuchs.

Lum gasps and disappears behind his grill, and the thick traffic of passersby transforms into a curious crowd.

I find a reasonably sheltered place near the alley mouth where I can watch the street, and I scan the passersby for humans or elves close to my size, looking for someone I can persuade to donate their clothes to a hunted man.

None of the passersby seem to notice the display she stands before, reflecting.

Her voice rang out into the frosty air with power, causing passersby to smile at her.

And pretty soon there were scores of fish flopping around on the wooden planks right among the passersby.