Verandah

Examples

• St. Clare was stretched on a bamboo lounge in the verandah, solacing himself with a cigar. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• A gay laugh from the court rang through the silken curtains of the verandah. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• The room opened on a long wooden verandah, with the sea coming in at the windows. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
• Eva came tripping up the verandah steps to her father. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• At this instant, Haley appeared on the verandah. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• The two brothers ran up the verandah steps, and were soon seated at a light bamboo stand, with the backgammon-board between them. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Tom sat down in the verandah. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• The Empress appeared in the verandah, and the little Grand Duchess came out into the crowd. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
• They all three hurried to the vacated public room, and passed by one of the windows into the wooden verandah overhanging the river. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• The top of this verandah was flat, the rain-water being carried off from it by pipes into tanks which helped to supply the house. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
• He started to his feet, and suddenly walked out into the verandah through the open glass doors. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
• Eva's bed-room was a spacious apartment, which, like all the other rooms in the house, opened on to the broad verandah. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• She came up on the verandah steps, and looked in. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• I'll come to the people in a minute; and, so saying, he led Miss Ophelia to a large parlor that opened on the verandah. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Tom, at last, would not sleep in his room, but lay all night in the outer verandah, ready to rouse at every call. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Here, in a thicket of stunted oaks, her verandahs spread themselves above the island-dotted waters. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.

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