Standing outside the farmhouse door I took a deep breath.

A single spring of his powerful legs had brought Ulgulu right up to the farmhouse door.

The pale sun was coming up in the sky as he walked to the farmhouse door.

Back I went to knock at the farmhouse door.

Mike got up and started toward the farmhouse door.

There was no bell or knocker on the farmhouse door.

There was a soft creak as the farmhouse door opened.

The messenger followed them out, and the widow locked the farmhouse door.

Even before it did, though, someone pounded on the farmhouse door.

I panted up to him as he reached the farmhouse door.