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At the doorway of Almo's house, the bearer of the white-thorn torch halted and faced about inside the door, his two little brothers let go her hands, Almo himself caught her up clear of the pavement and swung her clear of the door-sill. As he held her in the air, nestling to him, she repeated the formula: "Where you are Caius, I am Caia."
This man had met her then as he met her now; she remembered it, remembered, too, that after any absence, no matter how short, this old friend had always met her at her own door-sill, standing aside with head bent as she crossed the sill. Now she gave him both hands. "It is so kind of you, dear Colonel Arran!
The stone steps had nearly dropped through into the area, the rails of which had been wrenched up. The knocker was still on the door, a large modern lion-headed knocker; but half the door was gone; on creeping to the door-sill, I found about six feet of the floor of the hall gone also stolen for fire wood.
So I sat down on the door-sill of a cabin to rest, but had not been seated ten minutes when, in the wood just ahead, not three hundred yards off, I heard quick and rapid firing of musketry.
Out-of-doors the snow was whirling down in small, frozen flakes that the northwest gale ground into powder against the granite walls and then sifted through every crack and crevice; not a door-sill or window-seat but wore its decoration of a pure white wreath.
"She fairly worshiped Lilian Burton's door-sill when I was there." "Crushes are going out of fashion at Dexter," said Catherine emphatically. "And one of the reasons I thought it would be good for Hilda to room with Frieda was that Frieda has too much sense to indulge in them, and she will keep Hilda suppressed."
Helping himself with his arms, he succeeded in crawling as far as the door-sill without wakening the overseer. Dick Sand was not mistaken. The scratching continued, and in a more distinct manner. It seemed that from the outside some one was digging the earth under the door. Was it an animal? Was it a man? "Hercules! If it were Hercules!" the young novice said to himself.
We had two pairs of ice-tongs, and we would put on our rubber boots, and take the tongs, and go out into the snow, and fasten to a log one at each end and drag it across Captain Ben's iron door-sill, and lift it in and swing it across the stout andirons with a skill that improved with each day's practice. They were good, lusty sticks some of them nearly two feet through.
'He has baulked us this time', said the Princess, 'but we'll try him once more. So she picked all the prettiest flowers she could find, and strewed them over the door-sill, which they had laid in its right place again; and when the time came for the Giant to come home again, Boots crept under the bed. Just as he was well under, back came the Giant. Snuff snuff, went the Giant's nose.
From the inside of this sleeping-place there came sounds of energetic house-cleaning: pieces of property came tumbling out of the door an old saddle-blanket, a yellow slicker, a pair of boots, a tin bucket. Finally a branding-iron bounded back from the heap and fell rattling on the door-sill; then there was a sound of wiping and dusting out. Janet sat silent, her hands in her lap.
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