Marie

Examples

• Talk about our keeping slaves, as if we did it for our _convenience_, said Marie. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Napoleon, thwarted of a Russian princess, snubbed indeed by Alexander, turned to Austria, and married the arch-duchess Marie Louise. H. G. Wells. The Outline of History_Being a Plain History of Life and Mankind.
• I suppose God made everybody, said Marie. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Marie was one of those unfortunately constituted mortals, in whose eyes whatever is lost and gone assumes a value which it never had in possession. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Such a housekeeper Marie St. Clare was not, nor her mother before her. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Not quite alone: Marie Broc (the crétin) was with me. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
• Tom and Miss Ophelia alone seemed to have any presence of mind; for Marie was in strong hysteric convulsions. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• You don't know anything about these things, said Marie; besides, your talking makes my head ache. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Was I, then, to be frightened by Justine Marie? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
• Marie always had a headache on hand for any conversation that did not exactly suit her. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• I'm sure she's welcome, said Marie, leaning her head languidly on her hand. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Marie rose and threw herself out of the apartment into her own, when she fell into violent hysterics. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Benoir was the name of Marie St. Clare's family, and Jane was one of her servants. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• There are things about her so singular; she isn't like me, now, a particle; and Marie sighed, as if this was a truly melancholy consideration. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Listen, reader, and you will hear, though Marie does not. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Marie lifted her large eyes on her cousin with an air of some curiosity, and received her with languid politeness. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Most likely, said Marie, yawning,--dear me, how hot it is! Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Eva tripped away after him, and Miss Ophelia and Marie remained at the table alone. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Justine Marie, said one, is coming; she is in the kiosk; she will be here presently. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
• Marie raised her voice, and called Miss Ophelia, from the other room. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Well, now, said Marie, I know it's impossible to get along with some of these creatures. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Mammy is the best I ever knew, said Marie; and yet Mammy, now, is selfish--dreadfully selfish; it's the fault of the whole race. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• O, Marie, you are blue; I don't believe it's heart complaint. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Mr. St. Clare is a singular man, said Marie to Miss Ophelia, in a complaining tone. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Here, he said, opening the door into Marie's apartment, Marie, Cousin wants your autograph; just put your name down here. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Come, now, Marie, said St. Clare, seating himself on a stool beside her sofa, be gracious, and say something pretty to a fellow. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Well, I mean all my views about society, and such things, said Marie. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• You know you meant no such thing, St. Clare, said Marie. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• I would not trust him in a critical case, said Marie; and I think I may say mine is becoming so! Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• After all, who may this young girl, this Justine Marie, be? Charlotte Bronte. Villette.

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