He heard the clatter of hoofs, the whip stung across his face, a third antagonist struck him between the eyes, and the man he held wrenched himself free and made off down the lane
in the direction from which he had come.
From the gateway, This Moment, there runneth a long eternal lane
BACKWARDS: behind us lieth an eternity.
When the woman had patted her on the back, and said "Good-by," the donkey, at a strong hint from the man's stick, set off at a rapid walk along the lane
toward the point Maggie had come from an hour ago, while the tall girl and the rough urchin, also furnished with sticks, obligingly escorted them for the first hundred yards, with much screaming and thwacking.
"And really, I do not think the impression will soon be over," said Emma, as she crossed the low hedge, and tottering footstep which ended the narrow, slippery path through the cottage garden, and brought them into the lane
Gurth accordingly hastened his pace, in order to gain the open common to which the lane
led, but was not so fortunate as to accomplish his object.
They had been driving through the lane
with the towering hedge on one side and the open meadow on the other.
Here and there a sallow, begrimed face looked out from a gloomy doorway at the strangers, and increased Eppie's uneasiness, so that it was a longed-for relief when they issued from the alleys into Shoe Lane
, where there was a broader strip of sky.
was a veritable path in a fairyland that night -- a shimmering, mysterious place, full of wizardry in the white-woven enchantment of moonlight.
The rows of tall Lombardy poplars down its lane
stood out in stately, purple silhouette against the sky.
The man wanted--what the man found a little lower down the lane
, hidden in a dismantled part of the church-yard wall--a letter from a young lady.
Three miles further she cut across the straight and deserted Roman road called Long-Ash Lane
; leaving which as soon as she reached it she dipped down a hill by a transverse lane
into the small town or village of Evershead, being now about halfway over the distance.
"All right!" I cried; "you're a greedy, cowardly, old idiot, and I'll just save my money." And out I marched into the moonlight, very briskly, towards the lane
; he was so quick to follow me that I had no fears of the blunderbuss, but quickened my step, and soon had him running at my heels.