Confided
[kən'faidid]
Definition
(imp. & p. p.) of Confide
Editor: Rosalie
Examples
- Then the printer confided all his secrets to Faust, and the latter considered them with great care. Rupert S. Holland. Historic Inventions.
- But Jo had made up her mind, and after pondering over a project for some days, she confided it to her mother. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- Then, seizing Captain Dobbin's hand, and weeping in the most pitiful way, he confided to that gentleman the secret of his loves. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
- A sister to whom I have confided so much, aunt, will not be reluctant to confide in me. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- Confided to the cares of Messrs. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
- I should have confided in him: he would never have forced me to be his mistress. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
- Into the hands of common sense I confided the matter. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Yes; he might call me what he pleased, so long as he confided in me. Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- Upon this Mrs. Clements at once confided her errand to him, and entreated that he would help to allay Anne's anxiety by trusting his message to her. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- Perhaps he confided it to my hands for you, perhaps it was locked and my curiosity was piqued, perhaps I suppressed it. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
- The months were gliding away, and my dear girl, sustained by the hopes she had confided in me, was the same beautiful star in the miserable corner. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- Philip confided his policy to him, and entrusted him with commands and authority by the time he was sixteen. H. G. Wells. The Outline of History_Being a Plain History of Life and Mankind.
- She had not confided in me; I could not demand an explanation from Raymond without the hazard of betraying what was perhaps her most treasured secret. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
- I confided all to my aunt when I got home; and in spite of all she could say to me, went to bed despairing. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- My heart is lightened already since I have confided my trouble to you. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
- I had confided it to my aunt, but to no one else. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- I presume Mrs. Bailey confided to my mother the fact that Bartlett had been dismissed, and that the doctor had forbidden his son's return home. Ulysses S. Grant. Personal Memoirs of U. S. Grant.
- I really was frightened at the thought of the importance I was attaining and the number of things that were being confided to me. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
- I confided in you about her. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- I took Mr. Micawber aside that same night, and confided to him the task of standing between Mr. Peggotty and intelligence of the late catastrophe. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- Ada ms's friends felt that he had not received from either of the astronomers, to whom he confided his results, the kind of help or advice he shoul d have received. Walter Libby. An Introduction to the History of Science.
- All in a minute various hints and trifles assumed shape and significance in Amy's mind, and told her what her sister never had confided to her. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
- She has never confided it to me, but I suspect it. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- She cried at parting, and confided her brother to my friendship as Ham had done. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- He accepted no information or explanation at second hand, but made himself the master of everything confided to him. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
- I have something to give you, I replied, handing her the note which Mr. Kyrle had confided to my care. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- To her father himself, he wrote in the same strain; but, he told her father that he expressly confided his wife and child to his care. Charles Dickens. A Tale of Two Cities.
- When papa came over to England, he confided everything he had to the same hands, and it is all swept away. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
Editor: Rosalie