Alex walked in and closed the door to the other bedroom.
Her fingers found the door handle - just in case.
The door stood open and a table was set in the front room, with four chairs drawn up to it.
Just then the girlish Ruler of Oz opened the door and greeted Dorothy with a good-morning kiss.
It would be worth the while to build still more deliberately than I did, considering, for instance, what foundation a door, a window, a cellar, a garret, have in the nature of man, and perchance never raising any superstructure until we found a better reason for it than our temporal necessities even.
He knocked at the door and the wise man himself opened it.
We surprised our dear friends, however, for they did not expect us Saturday; but when the bell rung Miss Marrett guessed who was at the door, and Mrs. Hopkins jumped up from the breakfast table and ran to the door to meet us; she was indeed much astonished to see us.
One day some men were sitting by the door of a hotel in Baltimore.
When he hung this painting outside of his door, some birds flew down and tried to carry the cherries away.
The door was thrown open and he saw a hundred brave men, all ready to give him aid.
By the door of one of these a sick man was lying upon a couch, helpless and pale.
The next minute they heard his voice at the door: Be quick, boys, and stir the fire.
He said to a soldier who stood at the door, "Tell your story again."
So when I knocked on the door of Jim's atelier and said, "Hey, I'm Byron Reese," he said, "Oh, Byron, come over here, I want you to meet this guy.
Your house will not be "smart" insofar as it will not seem alive to you any more than your garage door opener or your web browser does.
One day some gentlemen called on my mother, and I felt the shutting of the front door and other sounds that indicated their arrival.
She kept pounding on the door, while I sat outside on the porch steps and laughed with glee as I felt the jar of the pounding.
I guessed vaguely from my mother's signs and from the hurrying to and fro in the house that something unusual was about to happen, so I went to the door and waited on the steps.
On entering the door I remembered the doll I had broken.
I found surprises, not in the stocking only, but on the table, on all the chairs, at the door, on the very window-sill; indeed, I could hardly walk without stumbling on a bit of Christmas wrapped up in tissue paper.
The men slept in the hall outside our door, and I could feel the deep breathing of the dogs and the hunters as they lay on their improvised beds.
A man was placed on guard at the door to prevent interruption.
More than once in the course of my story I have referred to my love of the country and out-of-door sports.
But teacher came to me and taught my little fingers to use the beautiful key that has unlocked the door of my dark prison and set my spirit free.
I shook my head and spelled "d-o-l-l" more emphatically, and opened the door for her; but she obstinately refused to obey.
I locked the dining-room door, and proceeded to eat my breakfast, though the food almost choked me.
She kept going to the door, as if she expected some one, and every now and then she would touch her cheek, which is her sign for her mother, and shake her head sadly.
HERE ARE SOME OF THEM: DOOR, OPEN, SHUT, GIVE, GO, COME, and a great many more.
She obeys many commands like these: "Come," "Kiss," "Go to papa," "Shut the door," "Give me the biscuit."
I told her to shut the door, and she added, "and lock."
I can now tell her to go upstairs or down, out of doors or into the house, lock or unlock a door, take or bring objects, sit, stand, walk, run, lie, creep, roll, or climb.
Princess Mary spent half of every day with little Nicholas, watching his lessons, teaching him Russian and music herself, and talking to Dessalles; the rest of the day she spent over her books, with her old nurse, or with "God's folk" who sometimes came by the back door to see her.
The prince had a list of things to be bought in Smolensk and, walking up and down the room past Alpatych who stood by the door, he gave his instructions.
The door of the Governor's room opened and they all rose and moved forward.
At these words Alpatych nodded as if in approval, and not wishing to hear more went to the door of the room opposite the innkeeper's, where he had left his purchases.
"You brute, you murderer!" screamed a thin, pale woman who, with a baby in her arms and her kerchief torn from her head, burst through the door at that moment and down the steps into the yard.
No one at the stone entrance gates of the drive and the door stood open.
Several times she listened at the door, and it seemed to her that his mutterings were louder than usual and that they turned him over oftener.
She could not sleep and several times went to the door and listened, wishing to enter but not deciding to do so.
On waking she listened to what was going on behind the door and, hearing him groan, said to herself with a sigh that things were still the same.
Then, excusing herself, she went to the door of the old prince's room.
She opened the door and the bright daylight in that previously darkened room startled her.