On they went, however, and had glittered along about a third of the aisle
, when another stroke of the bell seemed to fill the church with a visible gloom, dimming and obscuring the bright pageant, till it shone forth again as from a mist.
And with a haughty sneer for Zat Arras upon his handsome lips, he turned and strode to the throne steps and up the Aisle
Thus saying, he turned and, gathering his men about him, walked proudly down the aisle
A central aisle
led from the doorway the full length of the great hall, terminating at the steps of a marble dais upon which a man sat in a great throne-chair.
Little boys, in the costumes of French chefs, paraded up and down the irregular aisles
vending fancy cakes.
Phillips was back in the corner explaining a problem in algebra to Prissy Andrews and the rest of the scholars were doing pretty much as they pleased eating green apples, whispering, drawing pictures on their slates, and driving crickets harnessed to strings, up and down aisle
But he didn't like to leave his oatmeal outside for fear something would happen to it, because there were always mischievous boys around, so he hoisted the bag on his back and walked into church with it and right to the top of the aisle
to Grandfather King's pew.
When we got the organ up at the Glen church old Elder Richards bounced up from his seat the minute the organist began to play and scuttled down the aisle
and out of the church at the rate of no-man's-business.
The women at the boards near to her scrambled, first, to the hot iron to save the cloth, and then to her, while the forewoman hurried belligerently down the aisle
I might mention all the divine charms of a bright spring day, but if you had never in your life utterly forgotten yourself in straining your eyes after the mounting lark, or in wandering through the still lanes when the fresh-opened blossoms fill them with a sacred silent beauty like that of fretted aisles
, where would be the use of my descriptive catalogue?
Up and down the long grassy aisles
they wandered, reading the quaint, voluminous epitaphs, carved in an age that had more leisure than our own.
And Michael's jaw dropped down, his throat vibrated, his forefeet made restless little movements as if in the body he were running, as truly he was running in the mind, back to Steward, back through all the ages to the lost pack, and with the shadowy lost pack itself across the snowy wastes and through the forest aisles
in the hunt of the meat.