(noun.) the 19th letter of the Roman alphabet.
Typist: Nadine--From WordNet
- I told his impudence that the gilt pestle and mortar was quite ornament enough; as if I was born, indeed, to be a country surgeon's wife! William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- On the strength of Darcy's regard, Bingley had the firmest reliance, and of his judgement the highest opinion. Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice.
- Father's a sweeter singer than ever; you'd never have forgotten it, if you'd aheard him just now. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
- Miss Vye's family is a good one on her mother's side; and her father was a romantic wanderer--a sort of Greek Ulysses. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
- But thy rest agen to-morrow's work, my dear. Charles Dickens. Hard Times.
- There's nothing new, I suppose? Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- The boy's eyes had lighted with pleasure as I spoke, and I saw him glance from his rusty trappings to the magnificence of my own. Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Gods of Mars.
- There's money in this case, Watson, if there is nothing else. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
- That depends,' said Mrs. Bardell, approaching the duster very near to Mr. Pickwick's elbow which was planted on the table. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- Have you found your first day's work harder than you expected? Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
- Where's your friend? Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- It's the best joke of the season, isn't it? Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- But are we men's equals, or are we not? Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- He thought of Miss Ophelia's letter to his Kentucky friends, and would pray earnestly that God would send him deliverance. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
- I can't very well do it myself; because my back's so bad, and my legs are so queer. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- Syrupi simplicis Aqu? Menth? piperit? āā f ?ss. William K. David. Secrets of Wise Men, Chemists and Great Physicians.
- Valerian? contus? Serpentari? contus? Gentian? contus? Quassi? contus? āā ?ss. William K. David. Secrets of Wise Men, Chemists and Great Physicians.
- Syrupi Rhei aromatici Tinctur? Cinchon? composit? āā f ?ss. William K. David. Secrets of Wise Men, Chemists and Great Physicians.
- Solve, et adde-- Tinctur? Cantharidis Tinctur? Nucis Vomic? āā f ?ss. William K. David. Secrets of Wise Men, Chemists and Great Physicians.