She came to the postern gate, and unbarred it, and went out through the streets of Beaucaire, keeping always in the shadows, for the moon was shining.

The aumbry, parlor, sacristy, chapterhouse, slype to the infirmary, day-stairs to dormitory and undercroft were on the east side of the cloisters; the postern and river gate, over which was the abbot's lodge on the north side, and also the buttery, refectory, and kitchen.

Adj. back, rear; hind, hinder, hindmost, hindermost^; postern, posterior; dorsal, after; caudal, lumbar; mizzen, tergal^. Adv. behind; in the rear, in the background; behind one's back; at the heels of, at the tail of, at the back of; back to back.

Therewith she took the horse of Sir Tristram by the bridle and she led him to the postern gate of the castle, and put him out that way into a fair field that lay beyond; and Sir Tristram abided in the fields for some while until the tournament should have begun.

Now when Tristram came back to the castle of the King of Ireland once more, he thought to enter privily in by the postern-gate as he had gone out.

The latter acquiescing, they proceeded to their task, and in a short time the whole of the buildings of whatever description, from the bulwark-gate to the city postern, at the north of the Tower, and nearly opposite the Bowyer Tower, were destroyed.

It next proceeded to the then new buildings behind Saint Margaret's, Lothbury, and so on westward to the upper end of Cateaton-street, whence it spread to the second postern in London Wall, and destroying the ramparts and suburbs as far as Cripplegate, consumed Little Wood-street, Mungwell-street, and the whole of the city wall on the west as far as Aldersgate.

THE POSTERN GATE I chose me a lovely garden, Beneath whose ivied wall A lake's blue wavelets murmur As evening shadows fall, A garden, whose leafy windows Frame visions of Alpine snow

Perhaps I have almost reached it, For when I am walking late, I see a shrouded stranger Beside my postern gate; And a sudden chill creeps o'er me At sight of that figure grim, For I fancy that he is waiting For me in the twilight dim;

"Enjoy the fleeting moment; I cannot always wait, And the glow of the coming sunset Is gilding the postern gate.

Almost delighted enough with her capture to forget, if not forgive, her fugitive fellow-servant Bridget, the florid and fat Aunt Peggy Muldoony hurried along as if the bag were a feather, her words flowing like a spring flood, and introduced her charge at a postern-door into her own house, as she called it.

And he, all proof 'gainst dews and nightly blasts, In breathless expectation waits to see His panting Rosa at the postern door; While she sighs forth "My gentle cavalier!"

All on a sudden King John, who had entered the castle by a postern with a troop of men-at-arms, strode abruptly into the hall, preceded by the Marshal Arnoul d'Audenham, who held a naked sword in his hand, and said, "Let none stir, whatever he may see, unless he wish to fall by this sword.

It was known as the Postern, though it had a portcullis and a drawbridge spanning the moat.

To the Postern the duke took his way, as we could see at intervals by looking down cross streets.

Max and I turned our horses' heads, and, as we were leaving the footbridge, saw the duke's cavalcade enter the Postern, which was perhaps three hundred yards back and north of the strip on which stood the House under the Wall.

To reach the Postern in the castle wall from the footbridge one must go well up into the town and cross the great bridge that spans the Cologne; then back along the north bank of the river by the street that leads to the Postern.

To reach the Postern in the castle wall from the footbridge one must go well up into the town and cross the great bridge that spans the Cologne; then back along the north bank of the river by the street that leads to the Postern.

" Yolanda was entering the door of the House under the Wall less than five minutes before I saw the duke pass through the Postern.

Marcus Grote had told me there were but two openings to the castle, the Postern and the great gate on the other side of the castle by the donjon keep.

Considering all the facts, I was forced to this conclusion: If the Princess Mary had met the duke at the Postern, Yolanda was not the Princess Mary.

While I lay in bed trying to sleep, I thought of the meeting between the duke and the princess at the Postern, and back again flew my mind to the conviction that Yolanda was not, and could not possibly be, the Princess Mary.

Within a half-hour we crossed a bridge which I supposed was the one over the moat at the Postern.

For when I slip the garden's postern through, Coming upon him as it were by chance, And wake him, and he calls his senses home, The memory flooded him with keen delight.

The postern gate, too, in Houghton Street still remains, though the arch is bricked up inside.