There was accommodation for many horses and carriages; but I need only describe the stable into which I was taken; this was very roomy, with four good 
stalls; a large swinging window opened into the yard, which made it pleasant and airy.
Then they made their way through the front rows of 
stalls and looked at Box Five on the grand tier, They could not see it well, because it was half in darkness and because great covers were flung over the red velvet of the ledges of all the boxes.
The music sounded louder and through the door rows of brightly lit boxes in which ladies sat with bare arms and shoulders, and noisy 
stalls brilliant with uniforms, glittered before their eyes.
The Dodger had a vicious propensity, too, of pulling the caps from the heads of small boys and tossing them down areas; while Charley Bates exhibited some very loose notions concerning the rights of property, by pilfering divers apples and onions from the 
stalls at the kennel sides, and thrusting them into pockets which were so surprisingly capacious, that they seemed to undermine his whole suit of clothes in every direction.
My friends amused themselves with looking for familiar faces in the boxes and 
stalls. I took a chair in a corner and waited, with my mind far away from the theater, from the dancing that was to come.
A grand arch, cut in the upper wall at one end, surmounted an oaken orchestra, with an open room behind it, where hothouse plants and 
stalls for refreshments were disposed; an agreeable resort for gentlemen disposed to loiter, and yet to exchange the occasional crush down below for a more commodious point of view.
An objection may perhaps be apprehended from the more delicate, that this dish is too common and vulgar; for what else is the subject of all the romances, novels, plays, and poems, with which the 
stalls abound?
They took the two end 
stalls, Trent on the outside.
In the shed there were five horses in their separate 
stalls, and Vronsky knew that his chief rival, Gladiator, a very tall chestnut horse, had been brought there, and must be standing among them.
Assuredly, this 
stall of Silas Wegg's was the hardest little 
stall of all the sterile little 
stalls in London.
"Nay, man, there are finer 
stalls in Cheapside," answered Ford, whose father had taken him to London on occasion of one of the Smithfield joustings.
They lived on this as long as it lasted; and then her husband bought a fresh lot of ware, and she sat herself down with it in the corner of the market; but a drunken soldier soon came by, and rode his horse against her 
stall, and broke all her goods into a thousand pieces.