Remonstrates

[rɪ'mɔn,streɪts]

Mr. Bucket remonstrates. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
No, no, no, sir, remonstrates Grandfather Smallweed, cunningly rubbing his spare legs. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
Still, Tony, you were on the wrong side of the post then, remonstrates Mr. Guppy. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
Volumnia, remonstrates Sir Leicester with his utmost severity. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
Why, Tony, remonstrates his friend, how you look! Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
He wants consolation, I know: Madame does not console: she only remonstrates. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.

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