The door between the
bedroom and this study was locked, and the key was taken out.
A
bedroom with gas in it was what he was used to, was what he wanted, and was what he was determined to have.
And, as he had done every day for the last nine years, he stretched out his hand, without getting up, towards the place where his dressing-gown always hung in his
bedroom. And thereupon he suddenly remembered that he was not sleeping in his wife's room, but in his study, and why: the smile vanished from his face, he knitted his brows.
"Why, I'm just thinkin' where in Sam Hill's the bed an' stuff for the back
bedroom."
By degrees he ventured further in--right into the
bedroom. When he was outside the house, he scratched up the earth with fury.
He hastened to the side-door with Ali, entered hurriedly, and by the servants' staircase, of which he had the key, gained his
bedroom without opening or disarranging a single curtain, without even the porter having the slightest suspicion that the house, which he supposed empty, contained its chief occupant.
The
bedroom door had hardly been closed a minute before there was a tap at it.
He caught up everything which would betray him, and he rushed into your
bedroom to conceal himself"
There were no feeble stomachs in that
bedroom. With what inexhaustible energy Miss Ladd's young ladies ate and drank!
Godfrey took advantage of this hesitation to get back again to his
bedroom before you came out, and discovered him.
The coming in here from the
bedroom, with my pen and ink and paper, before sunrise--the sitting down at the widely- opened window to get all the air I could to cool me--the ceaseless writing, faster and faster, hotter and hotter, driving on more and more wakefully, all through the dreadful interval before the house was astir again--how clearly I recall it, from the beginning by candle-light, to the end on the page before this, in the sunshine of the new day!
Dowler offered to relieve them of a
bedroom and sitting-room.
After sitting opposite to it for some time, and the shades of evening beginning to melt into darkness, he gave up the task and went to his
bedroom, after locking the door of the turret-room behind him and taking away the key.
On one small table tea things and supper dishes stood in disorder, and in the middle of the night a motley throng of people sat there, not merrymaking, but somberly whispering, and betraying by every word and movement that they none of them forgot what was happening and what was about to happen in the
bedroom. Pierre did not eat anything though he would very much have liked to.
It was a young woman-- a young woman where properly no young woman belonged; for she was in Judge Driscoll's house, and in the
bedroom over the judge's private study or sitting room.