A barrel of good hardtack stands always open in the forecastle.

Within the space of a heartbeat, the barrel stood intact.

Several other empty barrels stood about the floor where others had been removed, awaiting return to the brewer.

Several barrels stood behind it, the shelf above them holding crude wooden tankards.

At the end of the ward stood a large barrel of beer.

A barrel of half-rotted potatoes stood at the corner.

The barrel stood in a shady spot beneath one of the vallen- woods.

Empty barrels, with their heads stove in, stood or rolled between the prostrate forms.

Laura moved inside where cartons and barrels, still unpacked, stood at random in the hall.

No barrels of crackers or pickles stood before the counter.