Blinds
['blaɪndz]
Examples
- Because I saw it only looking out from under the blinds of a window in the house which stood on the corner where the arc light was. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- The shady retreat furnished relief from the garish day to the primitive man, and the opaque shades and Venetian blinds of modern civilization exclude the excess of light at our windows. Edward W. Byrn. The Progress of Invention in the Nineteenth Century.
- The blinds were all drawn down, and the inscription Pubsey and Co. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- He had risen from his chair and was standing between the parted blinds gazing down into the dull neutral-tinted London street. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
- Holmes stepped up to the window, closed it, and dropped the blinds. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
- But he suffered Mr Casby to go out, without offering any further remark, and then took a peep at him over the little green window-blinds. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
- Mr Boffin's shadow passed upon the blinds of three large windows as he trotted down the room, and passed again as he went back. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- It was dark when we came to the new strange home of my dear girl, and there was a light behind the yellow blinds. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- By degrees, the shutters were opened; the window-blinds were drawn up; and people began passing to and fro. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
- Jos wasn't up yet; Becky not visible (though she looked at them through the blinds). William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- Seeing the shutters opened, and the blinds drawn up, I felt that it would be an act of polite attention to knock, and make inquiries. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
- Well, she opened my eyes too; it's a delusion to say that she blinds people. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
- Yet one has a feeling within one that blinds a man while he loves you. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
- They put on their night-caps and pull down the blinds. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- The blinds were drawn before the big, lighted window of the diningroom. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- Then they will pull down all the front blinds of the house and live in the back rooms--then they will send for the lawyer and other men in black, &c. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- God bless your soul, a fine carriage, on a perch, with scarlet blinds! Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- Open the blinds. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
- Uncouth and clumsy doors, windows and blinds, were framed on the simplest utilitarian basis, and a scanty supply of rude hand-made furniture imperfectly filled the simple wants of the home. Edward W. Byrn. The Progress of Invention in the Nineteenth Century.
- Your affection for Arthur blinds you as to the awful consequences to me. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
- The drawn blinds and the smokeless chimneys, however, gave it a stricken look, as though the weight of this horror still lay heavy upon it. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
- Outside the blinds. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
- Draw down the blinds, please; and tell Jennings I will see no one this afternoon but Grace Stepney. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
- I saw a streak of light under one of the blinds as I drove up: it's extraordinary that I can never teach that woman to draw them down evenly. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
- They carried me down a long hallway and into a room with drawn blinds. Ernest Hemingway. A Farewell To Arms.
- The lamps had been lit, but the blinds had not been drawn, so that I could see Holmes as he lay upon the couch. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
- The blinds of Eustacia's bedroom were still closely drawn, for she was no early riser. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- We lose all planing and wood-working machinery, and with it the endless variety of sashes, doors, blinds, and furniture in unlimited variety. Edward W. Byrn. The Progress of Invention in the Nineteenth Century.
- With what an engaging modesty she pulled down the blinds of the chariot--the dear innocent! William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- She has invested his form, is incarnate in his flesh, has entwined herself with his being, and blinds his heaven-seeking eyes. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
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