She stood in the doorway
, shepherded by Cousin Marija, breathless from pushing through the crowd, and in her happiness painful to look upon.
For a moment she eluded him, and ran toward the entrance to the tent, but at the very doorway
his heavy hand fell upon her shoulder and dragged her back.
At the noise made by Buckingham Manicamp, who was indolently reclining upon the cushions at the doorway
of one of the tents, rose with his usual indifference, and, perceiving that the disturbance continued, made his appearance from underneath the curtains.
Bellegarde, penniless patrician as he was, was an insatiable collector, and his walls were covered with rusty arms and ancient panels and platters, his doorways
draped in faded tapestries, his floors muffled in the skins of beasts.
You see coats of arms carved over the doorways
of the most miserable caserios.
There were darkies and loafers and hackmen, and also vague individuals, the loosest and blankest he had ever seen anywhere, with tufts on their chins, toothpicks in their mouths, hands in their pockets, rumination in their jaws and diamond pins in their shirt-fronts, who looked as if they had sauntered over from Pennsylvania Avenue to while away half an hour, forsaking for that interval their various slanting postures in the porticoes of the hotels and the doorways
of the saloons.
Now, as heretofore, he is to be found in doorways
of rooms, with his limp white cravat loosely twisted into its old-fashioned tie, receiving patronage from the peerage and making no sign.
Watch the wall at your end of the chamber, Tars Tarkas," I cautioned, "it is through secret doorways
in the wall that the brutes are loosed upon us.
Beyond the therns several doorways
opened off the guardroom, and toward the one upon the extreme right Lakor motioned.
Here and there in the doorways
we saw women with fashionable Portuguese hoods on.
The huts are dome-shaped, and built, like those of the Zulus, of a framework of wattle, beautifully thatched with grass; but, unlike the Zulu huts, they have doorways
through which men could walk.
And, by the way, about that door, my friend, I should like to ask you, who know everything, why these wretches of architects, who ought to have the compasses run into them, just to remind them, came to make doorways
through which nobody but thin people can pass?