The instant that I had crossed the threshold
the door slammed heavily behind us, and I heard faintly the rattle of the wheels as the carriage drove away.
He was turning from the empty house, whose reproachful solitude frightened him, when he was confronted on the threshold
by the figure of Fairfax Munroe.
Will she now issue forth over the threshold
of our story?
Finding it so directly on the threshold
of our narrative, which is now about to issue from that inauspicious portal, we could hardly do otherwise than pluck one of its flowers, and present it to the reader.
Again Miss Garth waited at the threshold
, and again the sound of the rustling dress passed to and fro -- now far, now near -- to and fro with a cruel, mechanical regularity, that chilled the warmest sympathy, and daunted the boldest hope.
Whereas you," I continued, disregarding the lovely refrain of her tear-choked voice, "are standing on the wonderful threshold
of life, waiting in dreamland for the dawn.
I could not but wonder what this ferocious-looking monstrosity might do when left alone in such close proximity to such a relatively tender morsel of meat; but my fears were groundless, as the beast, after surveying me intently for a moment, crossed the room to the only exit which led to the street, and lay down full length across the threshold
And would he appear on Saturday, the 21st of December, at a quarter before nine in the evening, on the threshold
of the Reform Club saloon?
young Spring Lies on the threshold
of maternity, And still he comes not.
He sat down upon the threshold
of ash-wood just inside the doors leading from the outer to the inner court, and against a bearing-post of cypress-wood which the carpenter had skilfully planed, and had made to join truly with rule and line.
D'Artagnan stood for an instant, mute, pensive and motionless; then, as he went in, he saw the fair Madeleine, his hostess, standing on the threshold
It was the idea of the beholders that these figures went to join the mysterious funeral that had halted in front of the Province House; yet that supposition seemed to be contradicted by the air of triumph with which they waved their hands, as they crossed the threshold
and vanished through the portal.