In the cell
next to him was a drunken wife-beater and in the one beyond a yelling maniac.
There were two prison cells
, and neither had space left on walls or ceiling for another name or portrait or picture.
Edward puts up his orisons accordingly, and by the guidance, doubtless, of the good Saint, reaches a small path, conducting him to a chapel in the forest, having a hermit's cell
in its close vicinity.
Mysticism, with its marvellous power of making common things strange to us, and the subtle antinomianism that always seems to accompany it, moved him for a season; and for a season he inclined to the materialistic doctrines of the Darwinismus movement in Germany, and found a curious pleasure in tracing the thoughts and passions of men to some pearly cell
in the brain, or some white nerve in the body, delighting in the conception of the absolute dependence of the spirit on certain physical conditions, morbid or healthy, normal or diseased.
Although the cell
was large, we had evidently consumed a great part of the oxygen that it contained.
Dantes in his cell
heard the noise of preparation, -- sounds that at the depth where he lay would have been inaudible to any but the ear of a prisoner, who could hear the plash of the drop of water that every hour fell from the roof of his dungeon.
Then came the Frost-Spirits, and beneath their cold wings the flowers died, while the Spirits bore Violet to a low, dark cell
, saying as they left her, that their King was angry that she had dared to stay when he had bid her go.
He proved that the old six-sided cell
was solely due to the workers building against each other on opposite sides of the wall, and that if there were no interference, there would be no angles.
In revolving these matters, while she undressed, it suddenly struck her as not unlikely that she might that morning have passed near the very spot of this unfortunate woman's confinement -- might have been within a few paces of the cell
in which she languished out her days; for what part of the abbey could be more fitted for the purpose than that which yet bore the traces of monastic division?
First I had him sketch upon the stone floor of our cell
as accurate a map of the south polar regions as was possible with the crude instruments at our disposal--a buckle from my harness, and the sharp edge of the wondrous gem I had taken from Sator Throg.
Half of them had passed, or would on the morrow, yet vivid in my memory, obliterating every event that had come before or after, there remained the last scene before the gust of smoke blinded my eyes and the narrow slit that had given me sight of the interior of her cell
closed between me and the Princess of Helium for a long Martian year.
Whatever his jailers considered that he needed was conveyed to his cell
by night through a wicket.