Darkness had fallen and the streets were silent.
I went into the streets of Cairo, and rode on the camel.
There is actually no place in this village for a work of fine art, if any had come down to us, to stand, for our lives, our houses and streets, furnish no proper pedestal for it.
The rest of the population lived on the streets or underground.
The quaint streets of Pacific Grove were quiet during the weekday, with a small group of women lingering in the midmorning sun at the café on the corner.
His footsteps made no sounds, and the infected humans staggering through the streets walked through him.
It was dark by the time Dean reached the town and maneuvered his way through the familiar streets to 422 Collingswood Avenue.
The streets of her city were no longer safe for women and children.
She worked the streets to keep me fed.
The next morning, Gautama sat in his carriage and rode out from the palace into one of the streets of the city.
He continued through the streets and slowed when he reached a dilapidated, boarded-up church on a corner.
Dusty looked around them, gaze settling on the only car on the streets that didn't belong to him and wasn't on blocks.
She couldn't walk down the streets of Atlanta in her Hell gown.
The warmth of the evening chased out Bird Song's guests—all non-dieters probably queuing up for ice cream, or maybe simply promenading the Victorian village streets as alpenglow painted the surrounding peaks in pink.
It was dark as he peddled, headlamp on, down the side streets of the now-quiet town and out the back road the short distance to Lydia's place.
The streets of Dublin were too busy for him.
He kissed Cynthia good-bye and strolled the sun-lit streets the short distance to Sheriff Jake Weller's office behind the courthouse.
My monthly condition excuses me from duties today so I donned my finest dress and strolled the streets of Ouray like the lady that was once Annie Quincy.
Few people were out in the streets, but the front office area of the building held several women who had turned it into a living room.
The hills and farmlands gradually turned to inner suburbia and then to the harshness of urban streets, choked tightly with the crush, smells and sounds of the city.
The late afternoon was delightful as he wound his way through the city streets north of town.
They were all designed for Fortune 500 executives, not poorly paid detectives sworn to keep the streets safe for orphans and widows.
The crosstown trip through deserted streets took less than ten minutes.
Sure enough, after ten minutes of silent driving on nearly empty streets, he recognized Ocean View Avenue, and a few minutes later, The Ocean Shore Motel.
Unlike the priest, Mayer made no pretext that Byrne wasn't as dead as a Jacob Marley's knocker and, as Mayer described, was "walking the streets of gold with the angels."
The two exchanged the Coors beer and the evening's entertainment for a brief but pleasant stroll around the streets of Durango.
The majority of the bikers remained on the course and with college recessed, the streets held only a few locals, waiting for the later rush of the 2,000 riders who'd roll into town.
Darian guided the horse through marble streets marked by statues of his forefathers and beyond the city into the wood running along a stream that ran through the immortal countryside.
The closer she got to the overcrowded, poor part of the city, the more people jammed the streets, shoving against her in an effort to escape the collapsing buildings.
She trotted through the streets, making her way through rubble and debris to the park in the center of the city.
On the streets, I could do what I wanted.
In front of him, whitewashed dwellings lined wide cobbled streets and reflected brightly in the moonlight.
The round chamber was much like the streets: peaceful and clean.
The majority of the fighting covered two streets to her right.
The guards led her into the streets and behind the hold.
He put you on the streets, made her sell herself to keep clothes on your back.
The next time we stand here, you will have marched through his streets with my army at your back and claimed his life.
The streets of the city were littered with dead.
Jessi didn't say what she wanted, that prissy Ashley wasn't the type to roam the streets with thugs.
Eden told me my mother's love for me was greater than her fear of the consequences of living in the streets, Xander said.
The lower, or south-eastern, part contains both the small group of streets belonging to old Stuttgart, and also the most important part of the new town.
In great state the tribune moved through the streets of Rome, being received at St Peter's with the hymn Veni Creator Spiritus, while in a letter the poet Petrarch urged him to continue his great and noble work, and congratulated him on his past achievements, calling him the new Camillus, Brutus and Romulus.
The streets cross each other at right angles and afford fine vistas on every side.
In 1798, when the French occupied Rome, Consalvi was imprisoned in the castle of St Angelo, together with other papal officials, in retaliation for the murder of General Duphot; a proposal to whip him through the streets was defeated by the French general in command, but, after three months' confinement, he was deported with a crowd of galley slaves to Naples, and his property was confiscated as that of "an enemy of the Roman republic."
Within the town the streets are often dark and narrow, and, apart from the cathedral and the hotel de ville, the architecture is of little interest.
Although planned in the shape of a cross, with a square and tower in the middle, the arms of the cross are not straight, the constructor holding the ingenious opinion that, in order to prevent little towns from being taken in at a glance, their streets should be crooked.
The city owns its water-supply system and owns and operates its gas plant; an electric plant, privately owned, lights the streets and many houses.
From these streets others strike at right angles down to the harbour, while others again lead obliquely up towards the Belt, beyond which are extensive suburbs.
The streets of Valletta, paved with stone, run along and across the ridge, and end on each side towards the water in steep flights of steps.
The town is one of the oldest in Norway, founded in the 8th or 9th century, but the present town is modern, though narrow, winding streets and wooden houses give it an antique appearance.
Williamstown, the principal village, is a pleasant residential centre on the Green river; it is surrounded by beautiful scenery and its streets are shaded by some fine old trees.
The streets are lined with trees, and water from the neighbouring sulphur springs flows along them in open channels.
The town, which is the residence of a kaimakam, is built on two low limestone hills and its streets are paved with limestone blocks.
Kyaukse town is situated on the Zawgyi River and on the Rangoon-Mandalay railway line, and is well laid out in regular streets, covering an area of about a square mile.
Except on the south side all the streets debouch on the promenade, which forms a circle round the town on the site of the old ramparts.
Vancouver has well-paved streets and is well supplied with water, electric lighting, electric cars and all the improvements of a modern city.
For they were in the streets of a beautiful emerald-green city, bathed in a grateful green light that was especially pleasing to their eyes, and surrounded by merry faced people in gorgeous green-and-gold costumes of many extraordinary designs.
These soldiers guarded the streets of the town; they would not let any one go out or come in without their leave.
People used to sweep the streets at night until a machine replaced them.
I have heard of many going astray even in the village streets, when the darkness was so thick that you could cut it with a knife, as the saying is.
It was already quite dark when Prince Andrew rattled over the paved streets of Brunn and found himself surrounded by high buildings, the lights of shops, houses, and street lamps, fine carriages, and all that atmosphere of a large and active town which is always so attractive to a soldier after camp life.
He was not rich, but would spend his last groat to be better dressed than others, and would rather deprive himself of many pleasures than allow himself to be seen in a shabby equipage or appear in the streets of Petersburg in an old uniform.
In his civilian clothes and a round hat, he wandered about the town, staring at the French and their uniforms and at the streets and houses where the Russian and French Emperors were staying.
Above the dirty, ill-lit streets, above the black roofs, stretched the dark starry sky.
From all the windows of the streets through which he rode, rugs, flags, and his monogram were displayed, and the Polish ladies, welcoming him, waved their handkerchiefs to him.
Many people were hurrying through the streets and there were many soldiers, but cabs were still driving about, tradesmen stood at their shops, and service was being held in the churches as usual.
Through the streets soldiers in various uniforms walked or ran confusedly in different directions like ants from a ruined ant-hill.
There were wounded in the yards, at the windows of the houses, and the streets were crowded with them.
In the streets, around carts that were to take some of the wounded away, shouts, curses, and blows could be heard.
In Kudrino, from the Nikitski, Presnya, and Podnovinsk Streets came several other trains of vehicles similar to the Rostovs', and as they passed along the Sadovaya Street the carriages and carts formed two rows abreast.
At daybreak, however, those nearing the town at the Dorogomilov bridge saw ahead of them masses of soldiers crowding and hurrying across the bridge, ascending on the opposite side and blocking the streets and alleys, while endless masses of troops were bearing down on them from behind, and an unreasoning hurry and alarm overcame them.
Kutuzov himself had driven round by side streets to the other side of Moscow.
Nobody drove through the streets and footsteps were rarely heard.
Swaying his head and smiling as if amused at himself, the officer ran almost at a trot through the deserted streets toward the Yauza bridge to overtake his regiment.
Pierre's way led through side streets to the Povarskoy and from there to the church of St. Nicholas on the Arbat, where he had long before decided that the deed should be done.
The streets and lanes were deserted.
Though he heard and saw nothing around him he found his way by instinct and did not go wrong in the side streets that led to the Povarskoy.
He met more people in the streets and they were more excited.
Having run through different yards and side streets, Pierre got back with his little burden to the Gruzinski garden at the corner of the Povarskoy.
After marching through a number of streets the patrol arrested five more Russian suspects: a small shopkeeper, two seminary students, a peasant, and a house serf, besides several looters.
On his way through the streets Pierre felt stifled by the smoke which seemed to hang over the whole city.
The Emperor rode through the streets to comfort the inhabitants, and, despite his preoccupation with state affairs, himself visited the theaters that were established by his order.
Through the cross streets of the Khamovniki quarter the prisoners marched, followed only by their escort and the vehicles and wagons belonging to that escort, but when they reached the supply stores they came among a huge and closely packed train of artillery mingled with private vehicles.
They advanced the few hundred paces that separated the bridge from the Kaluga road, taking more than an hour to do so, and came out upon the square where the streets of the Transmoskva ward and the Kaluga road converge, and the prisoners jammed close together had to stand for some hours at that crossway.
During the hour Pierre watched them they all came flowing from the different streets with one and the same desire to get on quickly; they all jostled one another, began to grow angry and to fight, white teeth gleamed, brows frowned, ever the same words of abuse flew from side to side, and all the faces bore the same swaggeringly resolute and coldly cruel expression that had struck Pierre that morning on the corporal's face when the drums were beating.
As he drove through the streets past the houses that had been burned down, he was surprised by the beauty of those ruins.
There were thugs in the streets, bars on the windows of sagging houses, and cars on blocks.
The town has wide streets and contains several old churches, one of which, a Roman Catholic church, built in the 14th century, has a tower 33 o ft.