casement

For at the window of my house I looked through my casement, and beheld among the simple ones, I discerned among the youths, a young man void of understanding.

Passing through Tokenhouse Yard, in Lothbury, of a sudden a casement violently opened just over my head, and a woman gave three frightful screeches, and then cried, ‘Oh! death, death, death!’ in a most inimitable tone, and which struck me with horror and a chillness in my very blood.