The stairway was very narrow, and formed a regular spiral as in a turret.
The southern and the eastern windows of the turret chamber were open.
Luck was with them, as they found after some observations from the turret.
They were standing near the foot of the turret, where the alarm-bell hung.
There had simultaneously been an encounter up in the turret.
The turret in which Dr. Frank and I now stood was perched here.
Yet here in the turret, unguarded by insulation, I could say nothing.
At the turret we could assail Hahn, and replace him with Snap.
Venza, still on the deck, seemed to send a look of appeal to the turret.
Hahn was asleep in the chart-room; Coniston was in the turret.
