But there had been no reason to make a secret of the inside of the door, and he presently found a button and drew it; it creaked Rustily, but gave, and the door with another pull opened inwards, and there was a faint glimmer of light.
"By What Authority?"
Robert Hugh Benson
A raw dawn wind sprinkled a cheerless morning over us, and we got up with our joints grinding Rustily.
"The River and I"
John G. Neihardt
I sat there for what seemed ten minutes, listening to the rush of the rain and the creaking of a door behind me In the darkness somewhere, that swung back and forth Rustily in the draft from the broken windows.
"The Window at the White Cat"
Mary Roberts Rinehart