He pulled hard on the restaurant door, forcing it open, and stumbled with his tattered flowers into the dark realm between the door and the velvet drapes that had been hung to keep the cold from sweeping in over diners at the front of the room.
But there was a dark side, well-hidden, and all of a sudden someone opened the door and the dark side came out.
When we got back after dark, and came through the front door, Grumbles was at his desk and shot us a dark glance.
The best part of the day was getting up at dawn and going down to the cool gray kitchen, the dark garden waiting at the door like some curious beast strayed in from the fields, a casual attentiveness in the coming light that seemed ready to include me, as it did everything else, in a soft, foreign stillness.
But in that decisive hour Suzie had seemed to David uncomplicatedly open, like a door out of the dark maze of his troubles.
The crowd panicked, breaking into a stampede, and it hit a bottleneck -- the only exit was the front door, down a dark, narrow hallway.
So at dark John Henry came to the back door with a little weekend bag.
Two guys emerged from the dark street and followed me toward the door.
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But it won't take into account the business lost by the dry-cleaners in the unit next door, which is shuttered and dark - along with the bakery, the yoga centre, the hardware store and the market located nearby.
The deaf-mute helped my grandfather to his feet and led him to the door, where he could see the dark field swimming with shadows: the villagers, the snowdrifts, the fence.
When I opened the door, a rectangle of California sunshine invaded the dark entryway, landing on the hideous face of a large, lunging demon.
In the front hall, on the back of the front door, I hung a mirror framed in a dark wood that matched the color of the umbrella stand.
David paused before he opened the back door, enjoying a moment alone in the humming dark that was always nervous with the noise from the motorway: not a roar, but a thin murmur of movement that sucked substance from everything it reached.
His latest production also takes over the deep, dark basements of Kings College's engineering department, which is next door to Somerset House.
She patted the dark, frizzed coil of hair at the nape of her neck, and reached for the door.
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