Retreated
[rɪ'trit]
Definition
(noun.) people who have retreated; 'he had only contempt for the retreated'.
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Definition
(imp. & p. p.) of Retreat
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Examples
- Along this road they retreated on the next day, and here was the bank at which the regiment bivouacked under the rain of the night of the seventeenth. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- During the night of the 2d the enemy evacuated Petersburg and Richmond, and retreated towards Danville. Ulysses S. Grant. Personal Memoirs of U. S. Grant.
- After burning Chambersburg McCausland retreated, pursued by our cavalry, towards Cumberland. Ulysses S. Grant. Personal Memoirs of U. S. Grant.
- I did not wait to be ordered back to mine, but retreated unnoticed, as unnoticed I had left it. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
- They retreated, and, joining others of their companions, still fell back, till they reached the main body. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
- Good-bye, then, he said, shaking his fist in a rage, and slamming the door by which he retreated. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- Those that were not captured retreated, and were pursued. Ulysses S. Grant. Personal Memoirs of U. S. Grant.
- It drew aside the window-curtain and looked out; perhaps it saw dawn approaching, for, taking the candle, it retreated to the door. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
- Mr. Elton had retreated into the card-room, looking (Emma trusted) very foolish. Jane Austen. Emma.
- The lady abbess no sooner heard this appalling cry, than she retreated to her own bedroom, double-locked the door, and fainted away comfortably. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- That gentleman started, stared, retreated, rubbed his eyes, stared again, and, finally, shouted, 'Stop, stop! Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- The figure had suddenly retreated from the gate, and was running back hastily to the mill. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- He retreated into the corner, step by step; but do what he would, the interposition of his own person, prevented its being opened to its utmost width. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- Then he could not have retreated down the road, and you say that there are no side roads? Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
- I had spent days of anxiety lest each morning should bring the report that the enemy had retreated the night before. Ulysses S. Grant. Personal Memoirs of U. S. Grant.
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