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1 His chin was cocked upward and his eyes were fixed in a dreadful, rigid stare at the corner of the ceiling.
The Adventures of Sherlock HolmesBy Arthur Conan Doyle ContextHighlight In VIII. THE ADVENTURE OF THE SPECKLED BAND
2 It was a homely little room, with a low ceiling and a gaping fireplace, after the fashion of old country-houses.
The Adventures of Sherlock HolmesBy Arthur Conan Doyle ContextHighlight In VIII. THE ADVENTURE OF THE SPECKLED BAND
3 The ceiling was only a foot or two above my head, and with my hand upraised I could feel its hard, rough surface.
The Adventures of Sherlock HolmesBy Arthur Conan Doyle ContextHighlight In IX. THE ADVENTURE OF THE ENGINEER’S THUMB
4 Then he lit his pipe, and leaning back in his chair he watched the blue smoke-rings as they chased each other up to the ceiling.
The Adventures of Sherlock HolmesBy Arthur Conan Doyle ContextHighlight In V. THE FIVE ORANGE PIPS
5 The ceiling of this small chamber is really the end of the descending piston, and it comes down with the force of many tons upon this metal floor.
The Adventures of Sherlock HolmesBy Arthur Conan Doyle ContextHighlight In IX. THE ADVENTURE OF THE ENGINEER’S THUMB
6 Sherlock Holmes sat silent for a few minutes with his fingertips still pressed together, his legs stretched out in front of him, and his gaze directed upward to the ceiling.
The Adventures of Sherlock HolmesBy Arthur Conan Doyle ContextHighlight In III. A CASE OF IDENTITY
7 By its light I saw that the black ceiling was coming down upon me, slowly, jerkily, but, as none knew better than myself, with a force which must within a minute grind me to a shapeless pulp.
The Adventures of Sherlock HolmesBy Arthur Conan Doyle ContextHighlight In IX. THE ADVENTURE OF THE ENGINEER’S THUMB
8 In the dim light of the lamp I saw him sitting there, an old briar pipe between his lips, his eyes fixed vacantly upon the corner of the ceiling, the blue smoke curling up from him, silent, motionless, with the light shining upon his strong-set aquiline features.
The Adventures of Sherlock HolmesBy Arthur Conan Doyle ContextHighlight In VI. THE MAN WITH THE TWISTED LIP