Loudly

Examples

• It seems to be a bee that buzzes loudly in Rupert's bonnet. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
• Mrs. Snagsby sobbing loudly. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• He shrunk behind the curtains, and called out very loudly-- 'Ha-hum! Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• A number of horses pasturing in the field rushed away at his approach, nor, though he called them loudly, did they pause in their wild career. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
• It's my opinion, sir,' said Mr. Stiggins, unbuttoning his coat, and speaking very loudly--'it's my opinion, sir, that this meeting is drunk, sir. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• He at once threw himself on the astonished combatants, with his accustomed energy, and loudly called upon the bystanders to interpose. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Her silence besought an explanation of him more loudly than words. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• Everybody talked, not very loudly, but merrily, and the canary birds sang shrill in their high-hung cages. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• He hammered loudly at the knocker and pulled at the bell, but without any success. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes.
• There was an old clock ticking loudly somewhere in the passage, but otherwise everything was deadly still. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
• He continued, uttering each word distinctly, calmly, steadily, but not loudly-- It simply consists in the existence of a previous marriage. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
• They pressed round their leader, as if to shield him, while they loudly bestowed on him every sacred denomination and epithet of worship. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
• Giving him a dark glance in acknowledgment of his answer, Rigaud knocked loudly. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
• But the family was strident, loudly insistent. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
• She was flattered by the gentleman's attentions, and the effect was increased by the loudly expressed admiration of her mother. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
• I had a note from my brother this morning in which he sang your praises very loudly. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes.
• They were talking out loudly about Birkin, ridiculing him on every point, particularly on his marriage. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
• Lestrade laughed loudly. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• He has been so horribly frightened in the short interval that his terror seizes the other, who makes a rush at him and asks loudly, What's the matter? Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• I wish I could make a dash, and spike that gun, said Maurice, as the Melnosians cheered loudly. Fergus Hume. The Island of Fantasy.
• When it thundered loudly, the ribald Aristarchus could ask him: Won't you do something of the sort, oh Son of Zeus? H. G. Wells. The Outline of History_Being a Plain History of Life and Mankind.
• When this was pulled down, the bell in the kitchen must have rung loudly, he remarked. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• Nothing, until my uncle here began to speak loudly. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
• I rushed out, calling loudly for my stepfather, and I met him hastening from his room in his dressing-gown. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
• They observed that we talked loudly at table sometimes. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
• As I passed him, his teeth loudly chattered in his head, and with every mark of extreme humiliation, he prostrated himself in the dust. Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
• He preferred his nurse's caresses to his mamma's, and when finally he quitted that jolly nurse and almost parent, he cried loudly for hours. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
• Meyler's feelings were for once stronger than even his fear of ridicule, and he bounced out of my box, banging the door loudly after him. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
• The rooks cawed loudly in the trees above; mixed with their hoarse cries I heard a lively strain of music. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
• A magnificent, tall, elegant man, habited in black, turned hastily round the corner from Park Lane, and knocked loudly at Ponsonby's door. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.

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