A jet of flame shot out and fell upon the cross, which caught light immediately.

A jet of hair shot out and formed a cloud around the pot.

Occasionally two jets of water, as from some small fountain, would shoot upward.

A jet of it shot up, making an arc toward the woman.

A jet of flame shot out and splashed against the wall.

A jet of water shot up from the soil, just at the edge of the ring.

Charlie grinned as the jet shot up into the dark winter sky.

A jet of powerful anesthetizing vapor had shot from that gun.

Other jets shot past, one winging low across the islands, trailing smoke.

A jet of pale brown water shot out, splashing against her fingers.