Word: corridor
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Several other people had stumbled on the party in the corridor. One of them, George A. Durnford, the head keeper, had been shot and killed when he tried to run. A keeper named David Winney had dodged the bullets by falling down and rolling through a doorway. He had sent the alarm to the gate by the only telephone the conspirators had overlooked when they were cutting wires. Now at the gate Captain Stephen McGrath, State trooper, held Sullivan's ultimatum between his fists, wondering how he could take the responsibility of ignoring that scrawled postscript signed with Warden Jennings...
...thousand people and a regiment of militia were at the gates. An airplane droned overhead. Death came for the rioters across the yard, up into the cell block, past the barricades which they had piled up with mattresses, chairs, beds at corners where they could shoot down a corridor two ways and back up to a stairway. Troopers told a convict named Johnson, who was helping them, to pull a mattress off a barricade. A bullet stopped Johnson when he took his first step. A bullet stopped Captain Bruton of the guards. On the top floor there were six rebels...
...State, War & Navy building office labelled "Assistant Secretary of War" strode a tall, straight, handsome man from Tulsa, Okla. Briskly he paced a hundred feet along the stone-flagged corridor, turned sharply into another office labelled "Secretary of War." There, surrounded by flowers, furled flags, miniature airplanes, trench equipment, antique cannon and the portraits of former War Secretaries, many hands wrung his, many voices babbled congratulations...
...upon the Bench in beehive wigs and flowing gowns sat Mr. Justice Corrie and Mr. Justice Defreitas. This was going to be an exemplary trial. The Arab prisoner would be grilled by an Arab prosecutor. There were plenty of prosecution witnesses, already lamenting and smiting their breasts in the corridor. With an easy sauntering stride and a smile of contempt for the witnesses Prisoner Sheik Taleb Maraka entered, was escorted to the dock by an armed policeman...
...March from the Court's robing room is a thing of simple grandeur never witnessed in its entirety save by members of the Court and their Maker. Out of the robing room on the west of the Capitol's central public corridor, across the corridor between heavy red-plush ropes held by ununiformed attendants, the Justices pass into and through a private corridor to a door at the northeast corner of their Chamber. To and through this door they march in a peculiar order. They must sit at the bench in the order of their seniority, with juniors...