The women who were looking on, shrieked loudly, beat their hands together, stopped their ears; and many fainted: the men who were not near the walls and active in the siege, rather than do nothing, tore up the pavement of the street, and did so with a haste and fury they could not have surpassed if that had been the jail, and they were near their object.

Not one living creature in the throng was for an instant still.
The whole great mass were mad.
A shout! Another! Another yet, though few knew why, or what it meant.
But those around the gate had seen it slowly yield, and drop from its topmost hinge.

It hung on that side by but one, but it was upright still, because of the bar, and its having sunk, of its own weight, into the heap of ashes at its foot.

There was now a gap at the top of the doorway, through which could be descried a gloomy passage, cavernous and dark.

Pile up the fire! It burnt fiercely.