Another made a slit
down the body; a second opened the body wider; a third with a saw cut the breastbone; a fourth loosened the entrails; a fifth pulled them out-- and they also slid through a hole in the floor.
Meriem would have demurred, but The Killer seized them both by the shoulders and hustled them through the slit
wall and out into the shadows beyond.
In the course of his lounging about the camp, however, he got possession of a deer skin; whereupon, cutting a slit
in the middle, he thrust his head through it, so that the two ends hung down before and behind, something like a South American poncho, or the tabard of a herald.
Yet I remember How once upon the road to Padua A robber sought to take my pack-horse from me, I slit
his throat and left him.
The lightning spattered the sky as a thrown egg spattered a barn door, but the light was pale blue, not yellow; and looking through my slit
bamboo blinds, I could see the great dog standing, not sleeping, in the veranda, the hackles alift on her back, and her feet planted as tensely as the drawn wire rope of a suspension bridge.
He laid it on the edge of the pen; the knife-blade glimmered with a sound of tearing, and the fish, slit
from throat to vent, with a nick on either side of the neck, dropped at Long Jack's feet.
Thus we have made out the skeleton and entire corporosity of the scarecrow, with the exception of its head; and this was admirably supplied by a somewhat withered and shrivelled pumpkin, in which Mother Rigby cut two holes for the eyes and a slit
for the mouth, leaving a bluish-colored knob in the middle to pass for a nose.
There was no slit
through which a knife could be passed to raise the bar.
It was a solemn place, for the walls were so gigantic and the slit
of blue sky so narrow and so obscured by a double fringe of verdure, that only a dim and shadowy light penetrated to the bottom.
His pulse was feeble and intermittent, but his breathing grew longer, and there was a little shivering of his eyelids, which showed a thin white slit
of ball beneath.
There is a sort of mews between two of the tall mansions, a mere slit
like the crack of a door by comparison with the street, but just large enough to permit a pigmy ale-house or eating-house, still allowed by the rich to their stable-servants, to stand in the angle.
From where she knelt, jangling her keys, she could see a slit
of darkness, and, peering into it, as if it would tell him that "little more," his long, thoughtful face.