A silence settled down for a while when she stopped talking.

There was a lot of work to get done.
They figured they would have to keep at it until eleven, working as fast as they could.

Now that they were undisturbed, all of them were pounding away.

Bare arms were moving back and forth, showing glimpses of pink among the whiteness of the laundry.
More coke had been put into the stove and the sunlight slanted in between the sheets onto the stove.

You could see the heat rising up through the rays of the sun.