Ral

Examples

• His own father therefore, disowns him for ever and ever, as a unnat'ral young beggar. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• Yes, I am indeed, sir, wery poor in gin'ral, replies Jo. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• As nat'ral as possible, says Phil. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• It's nat'ral,' said Mr. Weller, after some consideration, 'nat'ral, but rayther alarmin'. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Don't let out nothin' about the unnat'ral creditor, Sammy. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Or nat'ral name? Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• You have no more nat'ral sense of duty than the bed of this here Thames river has of a pile, and similarly it must be knocked into you. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
• Nobody cares about me now, and it's very nat'ral they shouldn't. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• I didn't have it in my mind a minute ago, to say a word about myself; but it come up so nat'ral, that I yielded to it afore I was aweer. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• Cheer up, for your own self, on'y a little bit, and see if a good deal more doen't come nat'ral! Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• Unnat'ral young beggar! Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• You're bearing hard upon my noble and learned brother in your meaning, sir, though perhaps it is but nat'ral in a Jarndyce. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Take care of your farthings, old Tinker, and your guineas will come quite nat'ral. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
• You von't think o' arrestin' your own son for the money, and sendin' him off to the Fleet, will you, you unnat'ral wagabone? Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• He said, in a low voice, 'I shouldn't feel it nat'ral, ma'am, to sit down in this house. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• But water ['specially when 'tis salt) comes nat'ral to me; and friends is dear, and I am heer. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• They'll both come nat'ral in a minute. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• You mean, they're gen'ral favorites, and nobody takes adwantage on 'em, p'raps? Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• It's nat'ral in young folk, Mas'r Davy, when they're new to these here trials, and timid, like my little bird,--it's nat'ral. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.

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