The warriors fairly tumbled over one another in their efforts to escape the fatal poison of that awful egg, and those who could not rush down the winding stair
fell off the balcony into the great cavern beneath, knocking over those who stood below them.
The curate followed the cobbler down a short winding stair
which brought them out at an entrance rather higher than the street.
She left the chapel--very slowly and often turning back to gaze again--and coming to a low door, which plainly led into the tower, opened it, and climbed the winding stair
in darkness; save where she looked down, through narrow loopholes, on the place she had left, or caught a glimmering vision of the dusty bells.
Springing forward, he hurled his unwieldy weapon at brother Ambrose, and, as desk and monk clattered on to the floor together, he sprang through the open door and down the winding stair
He insisted on carrying my traps along the passage, and then up a great winding stair
, and along another great passage, on whose stone floor our steps rang heavily.
Be that as it might, I seemed to see that woman's figure still clutching at her treasure trove and flying wildly up the winding stair
, with her ears ringing perhaps with the muffled screams from behind her and with the drumming of frenzied hands against the slab of stone which was choking her faithless lover's life out.
He led us down a passage, opened a barred door, passed down a winding stair
, and brought us to a whitewashed corridor with a line of doors on each side.
And as he descended the winding stairs
of the courts: "A fine rabble of asses and dolts these Parisians
Mr Haredale following next, eyed his lowering face with no great favour; and Hugh, looking down on him, returned his glances with interest, as they climbed the winding stairs
After a while this ceased, and then came the scuffling and shuffling of men's feet as they carried a heavy weight down the steep and winding stairs
Whilst John de Witt was climbing the narrow winding stairs
which led to the prison of his brother Cornelius, the burghers did their best to have the troop of Tilly, which was in their way, removed.
Casaubon himself was lost among small closets and winding stairs
, and in an agitated dimness about the Cabeiri, or in an exposure of other mythologists' ill-considered parallels, easily lost sight of any purpose which had prompted him to these labors.