hesitating

I stood hesitating, and as I did so I heard distinctly the sound of a closing door.

I was hesitating as to what I should do when there was a sharp tap on my shoulder, and there was Colonel Emsworth beside me.

Some of his own holdings were imperilled, and the man was working like some high-geared, delicate, strong machine—strung to full tension, going at full speed, accurate, never hesitating, with the proper word and decision and act ready and prompt as clockwork.

“But,” inquired Dantès hesitating, “has this treasure no more legitimate possessor in the world than ourselves?”