51.   I made my way through the dirty slush.

52.   I picked my way through the noisy tables and went into the Gents.

53.   I picked my way through the remains of the cat biryani strewed across the floor.

54.   I pushed my way through the crowd of people.

55.   I realize that I need to work my way through the next passages with care and delicacy.

56.   I stopped with my needle half way through the rough blue cloth.

57.   I stopped yelling and started happily slurping my way through an icecream.

58.   I turned and pushed my way through a group of people to the end of the room.

59.   I used the long maple pole to again pound my way through the ice before lowering the bucket down with the rope.