Replying

Examples

• It is Jarvis Lorry who has alighted and stands with his hand on the coach door, replying to a group of officials. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
• And on my replying yes, she said, Will my room be required, my dear Miss Summerson? Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• That feline personage, with her lips tightly shut and her eyes looking out at him sideways, softly closes the door before replying. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Criticism and argument were again at their height, while Upton, as Edison's duellist, was kept busy replying to private and public challenges of the fact. Frank Lewis Dyer. Edison, His Life and Inventions.
• Name your own day, said Lord Hertford; to-morrow if you please; but come you muSt. It shall be to-morrow, then, said Amy, replying for us all. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
• He threw me into the greatest confusion by laughing heartily and replying in a very sprightly manner, No, to be sure; you're right. Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
• He sums up his mental condition when asked a question by replying that he don't know nothink. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• There was no replying to this very apposite conclusion, and, therefore, Mr. Pickwick, after settling the reckoning, resumed his walk to Gray's Inn. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• I ventured to inquire, generally, before replying, what would happen if the money were not produced. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• The host replying willingly, Arthur lingered behind a moment, having his own word to add to that topic. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
• Ocean drank in, and absorbed my feeble voice, replying with pitiless roar. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
• After some cogitation, accompanied with an intent look at his patron, Mr. Cruncher conceived the luminous idea of replying, Agicultooral character. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
• On my replying no, she had not told me yet, Agnes became thoughtful, and I fancied I felt her arm tremble in mine. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• Wildeve walked a pace or two among the heather without replying. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• Gentlemen:-- Replying to yours of June 26th we are herewith enclosing a photograph of our first flight made at Kitty Hawk, North Carolina, on December 17, 1903. Rupert S. Holland. Historic Inventions.
• This contention is unworthy of both of us; and I confess that I am weary of replying to charges at once unfounded and unkind. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
• Mr. Yorke, instead of replying, gazed at her much puzzled. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• Mr. Guppy replying that he is not much to boast of, Mr. Jobling ventures on the question, How is SHE? Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Eustacia could not help replying, though conscious that she endangered her dignity thereby. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• Again the Greek eyed Maurice keenly, and hesitated a moment before replying. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
• Do you meditate pleasure in replying? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
• The inquiry, though a simple one, was plainly disconcerting, and he sat down before replying. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• Without replying on this point, Mr Rokesmith went on. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• Gerald looked round without replying, the oars balanced and glancing in the sun. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
• Instead of replying to me in words, he put the letter which her ladyship had addressed to him into my hand. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• She lay on the sofa, with her eyes shut, never speaking but when spoken to, and then replying in whispers. Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell. North and South.
• I think he was swearing, but am not certain; however, he was pronouncing some formula which prevented him from replying to me directly. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
• Fanny roused herself, and replying only in part, said, But you are only going from one set of friends to another. Jane Austen. Mansfield Park.
• Accustomed to John Reed's abuse, I never had an idea of replying to it; my care was how to endure the blow which would certainly follow the insult. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
• But is felled flat by Fledgeby's taking it quite ill, and replying, No, he don't like town. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.

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