Soon the unfortunate girl, through a mist which spread before her eyes, beheld the boot approach; she soon beheld her foot encased between iron
plates disappear in the frightful apparatus.
Men danced about outside, thrusting in with iron
bars and trying to separate them.
She dropped her iron
on the shirtwaist, clutched at the board, fumbled it, caved in at the knees and hips, and like a half-empty sack collapsed on the floor, her long shriek rising in the pent room to the acrid smell of scorching cloth.
When he had issued his instructions relative to every other part of the building, and the mob were dispersed from end to end, and busy at their work, he took a bundle of keys from a kind of cupboard in the wall, and going by a kind of passage near the chapel (it joined the governors house, and was then on fire), betook himself to the condemned cells, which were a series of small, strong, dismal rooms, opening on a low gallery, guarded, at the end at which he entered, by a strong iron
wicket, and at its opposite extremity by two doors and a thick grate.
I believed the iron
to be my convict's iron
- the iron
I had seen and heard him filing at, on the marshes - but my mind did not accuse him of having put it to its latest use.
We had dropped from too great a height into the torture-chamber; there was no furniture to help us reach that passage; not even the branch of the iron
tree, not even each other's shoulders were of any avail.
Then he gave the youth the following instructions how to overcome the Dragon of the North: 'You must have an iron
horse cast, which must have little wheels under each foot.
TIGGY-WINKLE'S nose went sniffle, sniffle, snuffle, and her eyes went twinkle, twinkle; and she fetched another hot iron
from the fire.
Along with her came her maidens, bearing a chest that contained much iron
and bronze which her husband had won as prizes.
The modern steamship advances upon a still and overshadowed sea with a pulsating tremor of her frame, an occasional clang in her depths, as if she had an iron
heart in her iron
body; with a thudding rhythm in her progress and the regular beat of her propeller, heard afar in the night with an august and plodding sound as of the march of an inevitable future.
Poyser, who was ironing a few things that still remained from the Monday's wash, had not been making a frequent clinking with her iron
and moving to and fro whenever she wanted it to cool; carrying the keen glance of her blue-grey eye from the kitchen to the dairy, where Hetty was making up the butter, and from the dairy to the back kitchen, where Nancy was taking the pies out of the oven.
The glare showed a series of stone steps, which ended in a low-lying heavy iron
door fixed against the side of the house.