street-narrow

Updated: July 18, 2025

Fifty paces of this squalid street-narrow, and dark, and empty, thank heaven! Glove Lane! Here it was! A tiny runlet of a street. And here ! He had run right on to the arch, a brick bridge connecting two portions of a warehouse, and dark indeed. "That's right, gov'nor! That's the place!" He needed all his self-control to turn leisurely to the speaker.

John Galsworthy - Five Tales