Rejoins

[rɪ'dʒɔɪnz]

Why, I have noticed myself that there is a queer kind of flavour in the place to-night, Mr. Weevle rejoins. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
In the river,' somebody rejoins. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
I have nothing to say to you, rejoins Mr. Tulkinghorn. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
Chesney Wold, Thomas, rejoins the housekeeper with proud complacency, will set my Lady up! Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
Well, she tries walking, Mercury rejoins. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
At Snigsworthy,' Twemlow rejoins. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
Mr. Snagsby, with his cough of meekness, rejoins, Wouldn't you really, my dear? Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
The King rides home, and rejoins his retinue. Walter Scott. Ivanhoe.
But the very looks of you are unsettling, Mrs. Bagnet rejoins. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
Tolerable,' Wegg rejoins. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
A double look, you mean, sir,' rejoins Wegg, playing bitterly upon the word. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
I should think not, rejoins Mr. Bucket. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
I think,' rejoins Twemlow, feelingly, 'that it is the best club in London. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
You are welcome to it, rejoins his friend, and--ugh! Charles Dickens. Bleak House.

Editor: Stephen