Harmon
['ha:mən]
Examples
- Now, stop, and so far think it out, John Harmon. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- I give information that the man that done the Harmon Murder is Gaffer Hexam, the man that found the body. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- What Mr Harmon risks, is quite another pair of shoes. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Harmon's Jail; Harmony Jail. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Why, yer mean Old Harmon's, do yer? Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Not,' returned Bella, with quivering lips; 'not Harmon? Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- But, the greatest event of all, in the new life of Mr and Mrs John Harmon, was a visit from Mr and Mrs Eugene Wrayburn. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- John Harmon is dead. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Harmon's, up Battle Bridge way? Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- To be sure, young George Sampson, in the days when Mr John Harmon--' 'Who I wish had never been born! Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Then,' said Mrs Boffin, 'we agree not to revive John Harmon's name, but to let it rest in the grave. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Don't evade it, John Harmon; don't evade it; think it out! Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- But Mr Harmon is in another sitiwation. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- It was on the night when the Harmon murder was found out, through father, just above bridge. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- We were talking of old Mr Harmon being a friend of yours. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Because if John Harmon comes to life and does not marry her, the property falls into the very hands that hold it now. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- First of all, that I have grown timid of reviving John Harmon's name. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Ah, my poor dear pretty little John Harmon! Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- The man,' Mortimer goes on, addressing Eugene, 'whose name is Harmon, was only son of a tremendous old rascal who made his money by Dust. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- John Harmon, call on Heaven and save yourself! Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- And in another place,' John Harmon struck in. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- You remember dear little John Harmon, before he went to school? Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- John Harmon, struggle for your life. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- And then I hope I shall have my little John Harmon to show you. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Then, said John Harmon, would Mrs John Harmon come and see her house? Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- I ask Mr Harmon whether he has any idea of the contents of this present paper? Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- My life, he meant the murder of John Harmon, your allotted husband. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Then they can't be paid for,' said John Harmon, 'and you had better not try, my dear sir. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Here, John Harmon assisted his comprehension with another shake. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- If Mr John Harmon had lived--' 'He is better dead,' said the Secretary. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
Edited by Hattie