When the altercation in the
balcony had subsided Matai Shang turned again to me.
He got out of bed, put on a dressing-gown and slippers, took a light from the hands of a servant and, opening the window, stepped out on the
balcony.
The damoiselles were seated, a part in the chamber, a part in the
balcony, some on square cushions of Utrecht velvet with golden corners, others on stools of oak carved in flowers and figures.
"Hester Prynne," said he, leaning over the
balcony and looking down steadfastly into her eyes, "thou hearest what this good man says, and seest the accountability under which I labour.
"Did you leave the
balcony, sir," I asked, "when Mdlle.
Meanwhile Raffles had at least withdrawn from the
balcony, and now I could only see his head as he peered into a cabinet at the other side of the room.
which I do not repeat here because prolixity begets disgust; suffice it to observe how Don Gaiferos discovers himself, and that by her joyful gestures Melisendra shows us she has recognised him; and what is more, we now see she lowers herself from the
balcony to place herself on the haunches of her good husband's horse.
The latter gentleman now made his appearance on the
balcony, where he was saluted with shouts even more energetic than those with which, ten minutes before, his colleague had been received.
And then there was a flight of stairs which went a good way upwards, and a little way downwards, and then one came on a
balcony which was in a very dilapidated state, sure enough, with large holes and long crevices, but grass grew there and leaves out of them altogether, for the whole
balcony outside, the yard, and the walls, were overgrown with so much green stuff, that it looked like a garden; only a
balcony.
Phebe obeyed, and when she went to the boat Rose accompanied her, telling the boys she was not ready to go yet, but they could, some of them, come for her when she hung a white signal on her
balcony.
The whole party were in the wide lower
balcony. In the courtyard the first objects that met Vronsky's eyes were a band of singers in white linen coats, standing near a barrel of vodka, and the robust, good-humored figure of the colonel surrounded by officers.
For three times in the day the new sun-worshipper went out on his little
balcony, in the face of all Westminster, to say some litany to his shining lord: once at daybreak, once at sunset, and once at the shock of noon.