The man's voice I recognized as the voice of my master.

This time Decker recognized it as the voice of his older brother, Nathan.

Barney recognized it as the voice of his captor.

Bunny recognized it at once as the voice of one of Sean's big cats.

He moved eagerly-till he recognized it as the voice of the beautiful, evil woman who stole children.

Jack recognized it as the voice that he had heard last night.

He heard it - the low, even monotone that he recognized as the voice that had called him before.

Would anyone, hearing my voice in the dark woods, recognize it as the voice of a lover?

Yet it could be recognised as the voice of Umsuka the dead king.

And I recognized it as the voice that for many a day of late had been sounding in my ears.