gateway

"Look at this gateway! Dwarf!" I continued, "it hath two faces.

Silently he moved north past the gateway which was closed by a massive gate which effectively barred even the slightest glimpse within the city beyond.

Thereupon she led the girl by the hand up to a broad gateway. The gate was opened, and as the girl passed through, a shower of gold fell upon her, and the gold clung to her, so that she was covered with it from head to foot.

When several pressed me too closely, there before the carved gateway of Kaol, I leaped above their heads, and fashioning my tactics after those of the hideous plant men of Dor, struck down upon my enemies' heads as I passed above them.

But within the Trinity Gateway he was so pressed to the wall by people who probably were unaware of the patriotic intentions with which he had come that in spite of all his determination he had to give in, and stop while carriages passed in, rumbling beneath the archway.

The gates had bars of pure gold, and on either side of each gateway were built high towers, from which floated gay banners.

The gabled brick, tile, and freestone houses had almost dried off for the season their integument of lichen, the streams in the meadows were low, and in the sloping High Street, from the West Gateway to the mediaeval cross, and from the mediaeval cross to the bridge, that leisurely dusting and sweeping was in progress which usually ushers in an old-fashioned market-day.

You look through an unpretending pane of glass, stained yellow--the first thing you see is a mass of quivering foliage, ten short steps before you, in the midst of which is a ragged opening like a gateway-a thing that is common enough in nature, and not apt to excite suspicions of a deep human design--and above the bottom of the gateway, project, in the most careless way!

The moon was shining down upon the old gateway of the town, leaving the low archway very black and dark; and with a mingled sensation of curiosity and fear, she slowly approached the gate, and stood still to look up at it, wondering to see how dark, and grim, and old, and cold, it looked.

He lived at the last house in Bleeding Heart Yard, and his name was over a little gateway. Arthur took down the address and gave her his.

"What made me think," he reflected, as he went under the gateway, "what made me think that she would be sure not to be at home at that moment!

Eugenie concealed Louise in an angle of the gateway, so that if the porter chanced to awake he might see but one person.