It gleamed upon a signpost, and turning down a lane on the left she came on a handful of unlighted cottages, and beyond them a single village street, soundless and asleep.
Those who had to be out early had left before the daylight, still with their lanterns swinging in their hands; had battled with the cold cars in the unlighted garage, and were moving alone across the long desert of the battlefields.
He had come down what was really a wide and not quite straight sound, passing several unlighted islands.
Drayton laughed, for the sounds of a vigorous altercation rose from farther up the unlighted street.
A frayed, unlightedcigar was clutched firmly in his teeth, Joe said, "Howdy.
Unlighted lanterns hung from the ceiling beams, and here and there smoke-blackened candles clung by their own melted wax to saucers.
I groped my way down the long, unlighted corridors of a Flemish convent.
La Ville Lumière was extinguished and became an unlighted sepulchre thronged with ghosts.
The conservatory was unlighted save by a mellow drift that filtered through the plants from a doorway beyond, leading to the main house.
The window faced a narrow, unlighted alley at the rear of the hotel.
Melky shrank back at the prospect of the unlighted hall.
V Down the river road loped Arch Hawn the next morning, his square chin low with thought, his shrewd eyes almost closed, and his straight lips closed hard on the cane stem of an unlighted pipe.
VI The cabin was unlighted when Jason came in sight of it and apprehension straightway seized him; so that he broke into a run, but stopped at the gate and crept slowly to the porch and almost on tiptoe opened the door.
Gerald Erroll seated himself on the edge of the big, polished table in Austin's private office, one leg swinging, an unlighted cigarette between his lips.
Toward midnight Selwyn rose quietly, removed his unlighted pipe from between his teeth, knocked the ashes from it, and pocketed it.
The long corridor, unlighted as it was, looked weird and uncanny in the twilight, and presented an almost endless vista.
The boat drifted slowly through the narrow channel, unlighted and practically unguided.
John Tullis, equally unhappy, but more philosophical, often found him seated upon a rock at the top of the ravine, an unlighted pipe in his fingers, his eyes intent upon the hazy Castle.
He laid down the unlightedcigar upon his table and leaned a little forward in his chair.
Perhaps he exaggerated to himself their importance as he sat there in the soft gathering twilight, poured out his neglected coffee and still played with his unlighted cigar.
A street car at the next corner took him across town; and fifteen minutes more found him standing in the unlighted vestibule of the Linden Apartments.
Upon the further pavement, Savinien, whom he once believed in as a poet, had stopped in the shelter of a shop door, an unlighted cigarette between his lips, and was prospecting his vast person with gentle little slaps for a match.
Behind him, on theunlighted stairs, the woman breathed heavily.
The master of Haverly Lodge was the great little man who chewed always at an unlighted cigar and built industries as a child rears houses of blocks.
His attitude was hunched up and he chewed on his unlighted cigar, while his restless gaze traveled here, there, everywhere.
A small door in the north-east corner of the side chamber, 46, gives access to an unlighted blind passage under the stair.
Through the upper part of the wall runs the low, vaulted, and unlighted gangway which has already been mentioned (Plate 39, Fig.
The east door of room 90 communicates with the vaulted and unlighted room, 93.
He followed her in through the great hall, the unlighted living-room, a dark passage where she found his hand and led him along, a huge place that must have been the kitchen, and then an unmistakable pantry.
On his occasional appearances about the streets he was always chewing an unlighted cigar.
A circular seat upholstered in leather ran around the wall, and a table bearing an unlighted oil lamp stood in the centre of the floor.
Archibald Meigs chewed briskly on an unlighted cigar, while Hannibal Markham kept his eyes on the cube and dangling chain like one fascinated.
He went up the stairway, and sat for at least an hour staring straight before him with an unlighted cigar in his hand.
In two or three minutes he reached the dark slaughterhouses, which were faced by a wall with one or two unlighted windows high up in it, and as, treading softly, he strained his ears he once more caught a faint patter behind him.
Behind both his ears there were roses, and he held a rose in his hand with an unlighted cigarette.
And in his intercourse with people, unless indeed he loved them, he generally spoke to their characters, did not hold converse with his own, like a man who talks to himself in an unlighted room.
The double line of capering vahines broke for the unlighted corners and in a trice had hidden their graceful flower-wreathed limbs under flowing holakaus.
She had been known to take a child who recoiled from shapeless visions, and lead him into the unlightedroom where he fancied he saw them.
Commander, chewing hard at an unlighted cigar, sending a jet of saliva into the cuspidor, and smiling in a wry and dubious fashion.
The sigh that had escaped her seemed to flutter through the unlighted room like some dusky-winged creature of the darkness.
But not quite all of it and when the train passed into an unlighted tunnel and the aisle went dark apprehension began to mount in me again.
I was still doubting it an instant later, when the train emerged from the unlighted tunnel and the bright glare of the Underground lamps flooded the aisle, bringing the man she'd stabbed by accident into clear view.
A dreary silence enveloped them sitting in the dark reception-room while Mrs. Condon restlessly shredded unlighted cigarettes on the floor.
Mr. Moses Feldt waved the still unlighted cigar at her and disappeared through the rotating door to the street.
From, the unlighted cities on the seven hills came an unbroken howling of dogs; transparent waves of the limpid Bosphorus slapped the vessel's sides, making a mellow and ceaseless clatter.
Freund yawned again, nodded, and rose, and they went out to an unlighted and ill-smelling back stairway.
Then, somewhere from the unlighted depths of the house came the sound of the telephone bell--at that hour of night always a slightly ominous sound.
