glass door

In the center of the wall was a glass door.

I watch him for a while through the glass door.

I went with him to the glass door and stopped.

She walked around the building to the front, trying each glass door.

If so, the glass door might not be opened until morning.

She started to close the glass door behind her, but then thought better of it.

He turned away from the glass door and walked through the living room.

As the glass door closed behind me, I turned my head.

Then we got out of the car and went in through the heavy glass door.

His goal was a glass door set in the wall.

Instead of a little box with a glass door, how about an editor?

Going out, I got a look at myself in the glass doors.

He turned off the engine and looked through the glass door.

A single wide glass door was opened at the side of the room.

Everybody was standing on the other side of the glass door, watching him.

I saw them through the second set of glass doors.

His eyes did not believe what else he saw beyond the glass doors.

She opened the glass door and I followed her through.

He could see the street on the other side of the glass doors.

"Did you try to get in through the front glass doors a little while ago?"

It must have happened around the glass doors on the way in.

Through the glass doors, her house looked like a picture.

Beyond the figure in the shadows is the glass door.

I looked out through the glass door into the darkness.

There was a big set of glass doors at the end.