Visitor

Examples

• As our visitor concluded, Holmes sprang up without a word, handed me my hat, picked his own from the table, and followed Dr. Trevelyan to the door. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes.
• He kissed Amy as she started up to meet him, nodded to Fanny, nodded to his father, gloomed on the visitor without further recognition, and sat down. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
• As I shrank away from such a visitor, he came forward and seized my candle. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
• In following the final assembly line from the point where the chain conveyor engages the frame and axles, the visitor is impressed with the dispatch with which every movement is executed. Various. The Wonder Book of Knowledge.
• The visitor, however, brought himself up safely on the door-mat. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
• Warned of a visitor by the tinkling bell at the shop-door, Mrs Plornish came out of Happy Cottage to see who it might be. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
• As the visitor passes down through the machine shop, he particularly notices the sanitary conditions of the plant. Various. The Wonder Book of Knowledge.
• Her constant visitor was a most sanguine Bonapartist, who had formerly been employed by that emperor as ambassador to the court of Naples. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
• Before the Sergeant could put his next question, another visitor was announced--the head clerk from Mr. Bruff's office. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• Dearest Amelia, you are very unwell, the visitor said, putting forth her hand to take Amelia's. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
• You are not aware, perhaps, that I have had a visitor this morning. Jane Austen. Mansfield Park.
• The little visitor meanwhile was as unhappy as possible. Jane Austen. Mansfield Park.
• The visitor whom we expect on Monday---- I could not wait for her to be more explicit. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
• For all the preposterous hat and the vacuous face, there was something noble in the simple faith of our visitor which compelled our respect. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
• My name, answered our visitor, is probably familiar to your ears. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
• He knew that Mrs. Reggie didn't object to her visitors' suddenly changing their minds, and that there was always a room to spare in her elastic house. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
• The doors of Skuytercliff were rarely and grudgingly opened to visitors, and a chilly week-end was the most ever offered to the few thus privileged. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
• Has Sir Leicester had any visitors this morning? Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• The young lady was astonished to find visitors at the gate, and expressed her feelings in appropriate action. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• Last of our visitors, there was Mr. Jellyby. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Darkness, outstripping some visitors on mules, had risen thus to the rough convent walls, when those travellers were yet climbing the mountain. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
• But some of the visitors alighted and did not depart after the handsome treating to veal and ham. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
• Always this room for visitors; haven't you, Lizzie dear? Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• With Cavalletto and Pancks away, he had no visitors to fear but Mr and Mrs Plornish. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
• On the next day we left Fulham for a quiet town on the south coaSt. At that early season of the year we were the only visitors in the place. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
• Behave yourself to visitors, my lady! Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• I have not counted Mr. Woodcourt among our visitors because he was now Caddy's regular attendant. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• When our illustrious visitors had departed Holmes lit his pipe in silence and sat for some time lost in the deepest thought. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• The only visitors I ever saw, or heard of, were creditors. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• Sometimes we went up to London, and entered into the amusements of the busy throng; sometimes our retreat was invaded by visitors from among them. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.

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