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Usage examples of alley.

Convinced I could see nothing, she led me down the alley, leading me like an aerialist beckoning on the high wire.

Tall, thin, and dark, Agaric used to walk in deep thought, with his breviary in his hand and his brow loaded with care, through the corridors of the school and the alleys of the garden.

I never came down into this part of town, Alec said, looking nervously around at the weathered building overhanging the street and the shadowed alleys between.

Stopping at the far end of the alley, Micum and Alec heard Alben cursing his befuddled servant.

To the west rose the laval peak of Ancon Hill, sitting above the blend of modern and Spanish colonial buildings, above the busy new roads and the ancient maze of alleys and bazaars, above the living pot-pourri of Mestizos and Negroes, Chinese, Hindus and Europeans.

In silence, the boys left the northern end of the alley and turned east on Auer Avenue, not an avenue at all but merely another residential street lined with houses and parked cars.

They began drifting back up the alley toward the Monaghan house and West Auer Avenue.

Jimmy hopped over the trickle of filth down the centre of the alley, nodded to the basher who stood just outside, polishing the brickwork with his shoulder, and pushed through the door.

He saw himself in the Pelek Baw alley, staring in disbelief at h depowered lightsaber.

So thick the branches and the leves grene, Beshaded all the alleys that there were, And midst of every arbour might be seen, The sharpe, grene, swete juniper, Growing so fair with branches here and there, That as it seemed to a lyf without, The boughs did spread the arbour all about.

But Bibi had nodded strong agreement with Taverik, and Marita went by that, bracing herself as she followed Taverik into the alley.

She ran to the end of the alley and was about to scale the ten-foot wire fence when the bleeper attached to her belt suddenly shrilled into life.

As Cat and Meg Garcia reached the spot, Bluey staggered out of the alley into the street, holding both hands against his chest.

Aubrey forgot his resolution not to hit a smaller man, and also calling upon his patron saints--the Associated Advertising Clubs of the World-- he delivered a smashing slog which hit the bookseller in the chest and jolted him half across the alley.

She need not traverse the boxwood alley, she could go around, past the garage and the toolshed.