That is as near as you can come with words-trapdoors opening into cellars, smoke and flame below.
"Son of Power"
Will Levington Comfort and Zamin Ki Dost
At once the they all dived into the trapdoors of their platforms, and Flippityflop said they had gone to bed and would not appear until the next morning.
"Dot and Tot of Merryland"
L. Frank Baum
"I found that my home was the rendezvous of a lot of my old associates, only instead of meeting underneath trapdoors at the risk of their lives, they were meeting quite openly and without fear of molestation.
"The Box with the Broken Seals"
E. Phillips Oppenheim