Then, gathering his dressing-gown about him, he led the way to his closet and bade his visitor be seated.
In the narrow closet where his predecessor had taken refuge from the detested task of reigning, the new Duke felt the same moral lassitude steal over him.
He had dismissed his gentlemen, and as he sat in his closet a sense of deathlike isolation came over him.
The casement of his closet stood wide, and he leaned against the window-frame, looking out on the silent radiance of the gardens.
She remembered it; she had found it herself, two days before, in a closet in the basement of the building she had just finished examining.
Well, look where I found it; in a closet in a cellar.
Paddy and Greene entered amid a fusillade of walnuts and cork stoppers, and by concerted action ran Dave into a closet and turned the key on him.
Dave emerged from the closetin a heap, and, picking himself up, seized Paddy and forced him into a wild dance about the room.
There is but one thing it lacks; that is a moulding where thecloset joins the sink, to cover the joints, and make a finish.
With the addition of the bath off the bedroom in the rear, and a large hall-closet opening from the study, these two rooms comprised his home.
An examination of the hall-closet yielded nothing illuminating.
He shut the closet door and reviewed the study more carefully.
She must then gather the boots and shoes from the doors of the sleeping-rooms, and take them to the laundry, where she should brush them, having a closet there for her brushes and blacking.
Cherubino, alarmed, hides himself in a closet and bars the door.
The Royal Closet still remains, and the Pulpit, Desk, and Altar arrangements are very handsome.
He went into the closet first, and rummaged a few minutes, and then returning, appeared laden with a bottle of wine and my long hid fiddle-case.
The walls were entirely books,--in fact, the first thing I thought of was the book-houses I used to build of all the odd volumes in our parlor closet during my quite incipient years.
A shower-bath filled one corner; there was a great closet one whole side, filled with every necessary exactly enough for one person.
But he bade me again sit down, while he went back into the closet and rummaged again; this time for a couple of glasses and two or three curious jars, rich china, and of a beautiful form.
There was a curious large closet in a corner, like another little room put away into this one; but what surprised me most was that the chamber was left to itself.
She carried both tureens and dishes, and went into the closet after bottles of wine and a tablecloth; and everything she did was very orderly, and done very quietly.
But sometimes Aronach would breakfast alone in his cave, which was that very closet I mentioned, and in which the day must have been developed about as decidedly as beneath the ground.
I was vocalizing them very loud, and had made out already the first position, when a rattle of the closet lock turned me all over cold.
Everything tends towards the catastrophe; and it reads in the closet as well as it would affect us on the stage.
Could they imagine that these were but subtle cobwebs, spun by a closet speculation on human affairs?
Reflected in its surface on the glass, yet distorted like a convex mirror, he could see the door of the closet open just a crack and the evil faces of Balcom and Zita peer out.
She sprang toward the closet door, which stood ajar, and in an instant Balcom was with her.
The two were concealed in the closet as the laboratory door opened and Locke entered.
In the adjacent corner was a door apparently opening into a closet or inner receptacle of some kind, against which was placed a battered leather trunk with a broken hasp.
As she spoke, she rose and opened the leather trunk in the corner by the closet door.
Another time a little mouse came out of a hole in the closet where I am kept at night, and nibbled a few crumbs of sweetness off the end of my stubby tail.
But I jumped to one side, and when Madeline opened the closet door the mouse ran away.
This box dwelt on the second shelf of the old what-not, which, in turn, stood in the closet passage underneath the stairs.
Two or three times a year my wife gets certain clothes of mine from the closet and combs them for moths, hangs them flapping in the breeze for a while, and puts them back.
It opened into a closetwhere cleaning supplies were kept.
Judy fumbled through the closet hunting for an umbrella, and her trembling fingers touched Irene’s clothes.
She had just been to the closet for her hat and school books and had discovered Irene’s brown suit hanging there.
On the second floor was a dining room, continuation of the closet below, and a drawing room, dressing room, or bedroom, and perhaps a study or music room with harpsichord.
The closet room was the innermost sanctum for privacy and gave its name to the later cabinet of the government.
Bessie had hard work getting through the tiny closet window, which had been overlooked by the raiders, but she managed it somehow, and in a moment she was outside.
Here's a little bit of a window, but I think I can get through it," she said, emerging from a closet that no one had noticed.
The adjoining closet contained a few kitchen and household utensils.
It consisted of one room, with a closet adjoining, and was now lighted by a single candle.
Sweetwater in the darkness of his closet laughed in his gleeful appreciation.
The hole which in the darkness of the closet was always faintly visible, even when the light was not very strong in the adjoining room, had suddenly become a bright and shining loop-hole, with a suggestion of movement in the space beyond.
Daylight had declined, but in the darkness of the closetthis change had passed unheeded.
Very few clothes hung there at present; but it was in this portion of the closet that he stopped and began to try the wall of Brotherson's room, with the butt end of the tool he carried.
In consequence, Sweetwater suddenly found himself quite well and one evening, when he was sure that his neighbour was at home, he slid softly into his closet and laid his ear to the opening he had made there.
The man named Durand stepped quickly to the closet door.
Grace wondered what she would have done, had he kept on toward her, and opened the closet door.
Before Duvall could extricate himself from the articles of clothing in which he was entangled, Francois had stooped quickly, picked up the revolver, and slammed the door of the closet upon him.
It seemed most likely that some trapdoor existed, affording an entrance to a secret closet in which the boy had been placed.
Durand went impatiently up to the closet door and flung it open, then both he and his companion recoiled in surprise as Grace stepped out, holding the child by the hand.
Just as the chauffeur turned back from the window toward the room, Duvall, his muscles knotted with effort, drove the full force of his body against the closet door.
And even as he wrote, Grace, half dead from fatigue, stood hidden in the closet at Passy, a mile away, watching with frightened eyes the kidnapper asleep on the pallet bed.
Grace pushed the door of her closetopen slightly, so as to get a better view.
The chauffeur spun around with the quickness of a cat, and, grasping the knob of the closet door, threw it open.
In a moment he had turned back toward the closet door.
As he did so, he swept the light into the room, and for an instant it fell upon the crack in the closet door through which Duvall was peering.
An hour passed, and the air in the closet became close and hot.
