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1. What if he did refuse this pill? No doubt they could take another few minutes and put it in some kind of virus and waft it into the air
2. And helpful gales to waft thee on the way
3. Strained, out of tune music continued to waft through the air to
4. Beth had been strolling along the path that wound its way among the bungalows, allowing the intoxicating scents of flowering shrubbery, tended so lovingly by Cecilia and Alberto, to waft away the troubles of her world when, from the bungalow that had now become Herminia’s, she’d heard weeping
5. He sat down as well, the Captain fidgeting on the chair, trying to feel the waft of the ceiling fan; the intolerable heat had sweat piling up on his brow
6. As they came closer to the open hatch that led to the ground he could feel a waft of fresh air
7. ” The soldier yawned again, causing the smell of stale beer to waft over the scribe’s face, and then narrowed his eyes
8. waft, a sign of slow pressure release, when the whole load jumps the gun, and the gas building
9. After the first waft of kerosene, there was a brief smell of burning but then with the intense heat there was no smoke or smell, just a dull roar
10. Cheap cigarette smoke and plumes of steam from rancid bacon and eggs frying in week-old grill oil waft out of the diner every time one of the undesirable patrons opens the door
11. It was a grating sound followed by a waft of
12. He then laid his hand first on my head in welcome then turned to Coatl and laid his hand on his head, I was watching for a reaction, ready to leap on Coatl’s arms if he put a hand in his sleeve, but Coatl knelt at the priests blessing, the crowd went wild applauding, the priest lifted Coatl from his knees and putting his arms around him, shouted to the people to fetch food for the guest’s, he then turned to me and asked if we might like to freshen up while the food was being prepared, I nodded, bowed to the village elders and followed Wedon to his home next to the temple pyramid; his home was built of mud and faced with stone, the walls were covered with brightly coloured murals depicting every day life among the Toltec, a cunning design allowed a breeze to pick up the aroma from the many hanging plants and waft the scent throughout the cool rooms of the house, we were directed to a room with a rock pool, benches along the walls had fresh clothes and towels laid out, we bathed, dressed in fresh clothes and waited for our host to return
13. As Theo had hoped, hardly a breeze, more a waft; what flow there was came towards him
14. A waft of pungent cat-smell and they dropped, crouching, Ariel’s fingers in
15. Another few yards down the alley, a waft of breeze brought with it just what he was searching for: the smell of some sort of creature
16. A bright flash of light hit the hinge, and a waft of smoke appeared as the paint on the hinge was scorched by the rays
17. A thin waft of smoke rose from the slot in the dashboard as the screen of the UPS came to life,
18. Immediately there were waft of joys and happiness amongst the hostages
19. life; a cat, sensing the impending waft, moves to higher ground; an
20. heat waft in her face as if she had just opened a pizza oven
21. waft in his direction
22. He grabbed Chico’s arm to lift himself and exclaimed with a waft of alcohol breath,
23. would see them waft away on a sudden breeze, before being attacked by a monster
24. soaps now waft off of Mia
25. While staring into her eyes, he felt weightless as if he was moving in the air feeling a gust of wind waft through his clothes
26. The wind could hardly be said to blow us along, it was so very gentle, but it did waft us along smoothly and steadily, and Wiek slipped into distance and its bells into silence, and the occasional solitary farms on the flat shores slid away one after the other, and the farthest point ahead came to meet us, dropped astern, became the farthest point behind, and we were far on our way while we were thinking we could hardly be moving
27. He woke up at 4 in the morning; swallowed a waft of morning
28. A door to another room opened in a blaze of fluorescent whiteness and a waft of disinfectant, and a man emerged clutching a leather lead and an empty, dog-less collar
29. with deep relish and exhaled it slowly, watching the trail of it waft upwards until the
30. These stormy gusts and winds waft precious ships,
31. At any rate HE did not waft about with any wind
32. It was there in the slight turn of a head, the smiles that didn’t reach the eyes, the gentle waft of judgment
33. It was like the paintings that man used to do on the pavement with all the coloured chalks and such a pity too leaving them there to be all blotted out, the evening and the clouds coming out and the Bailey light on Howth and to hear the music like that and the perfume of those incense they burned in the church like a kind of waft
34. sometimes when hes asleep the wrong end of me not knowing I suppose who he has any man thatd kiss a womans bottom Id throw my hat at him after that hed kiss anything unnatural where we havent I atom of any kind of expression in us all of us the same 2 lumps of lard before ever Id do that to a man pfooh the dirty brutes the mere thought is enough I kiss the feet of you senorita theres some sense in that didnt he kiss our halldoor yes he did what a madman nobody understands his cracked ideas but me still of course a woman wants to be embraced 20 times a day almost to make her look young no matter by who so long as to be in love or loved by somebody if the fellow you want isnt there sometimes by the Lord God I was thinking would I go around by the quays there some dark evening where nobodyd know me and pick up a sailor off the sea thatd be hot on for it and not care a pin whose I was only do it off up in a gate somewhere or one of those wildlooking gipsies in Rathfarnham had their camp pitched near the Bloomfield laundry to try and steal our things if they could I only sent mine there a few times for the name model laundry sending me back over and over some old ones odd stockings that blackguardlooking fellow with the fine eyes peeling a switch attack me in the dark and ride me up against the wall without a word or a murderer anybody what they do themselves the fine gentlemen in their silk hats that K C lives up somewhere this way coming out of Hardwicke lane the night he gave us the fish supper on account of winning over the boxing match of course it was for me he gave it I knew him by his gaiters and the walk and when I turned round a minute after just to see there was a woman after coming out of it too some filthy prostitute then he goes home to his wife after that only I suppose the half of those sailors are rotten again with disease O move over your big carcass out of that for the love of Mike listen to him the winds that waft my sighs to thee so well he may sleep and sigh the great Suggester Don Poldo de la Flora if he knew how he came out on the cards this morning hed have something to sigh for a dark man in some perplexity between 2 7s too in prison for Lord knows what he does that I dont know and Im to be slooching around down in the kitchen to get his lordship his breakfast while hes rolled up like a mummy will I indeed did you ever see me running Id just like to see myself at it show them attention and they treat you like dirt I dont care what anybody says itd be much better for the world to be governed by the women in it you wouldnt see women going and killing one another and slaughtering when do you ever see women rolling around drunk like they do or gambling every penny they have and losing it on horses yes because a woman whatever she does she knows where to stop sure they wouldnt be in the world at all only for us they dont know what it is to be a woman and a mother how could they where would they all of them be if they hadnt all a mother to look after them what I never had thats why I suppose hes running wild now out at night away from his books and studies and not living at home on account of the usual rowy house I suppose well its a poor case that those that have a fine son like that theyre not satisfied and I none was he not able to make one it wasnt my fault we came together when I was watching the two dogs up in her behind in the middle of the naked street that disheartened me altogether I suppose I oughtnt to have buried him in that little woolly jacket I knitted crying as I was but give it to some poor child but I knew well Id never have another our 1st death too it was we were never the same since O Im not going to think myself into the glooms
35. The mere chatter of these southernbound birds, their pale and second-hand reports, had yet power to awaken this wild new sensation and thrill him through and through with it; what would one moment of the real thing work in him—one passionate touch of the real southern sun, one waft of the authentic odor? With closed eyes he dared to dream a moment in full abandonment, and when he looked again the river seemed steely and chill, the green fields grey and lightless
36. She recognized the sweet smell of narcissus and a brief waft of curry emanating from the Indian restaurant on the corner
37. The weather of the world remained fair and the wind held in the west, but nothing could waft away the glooms and the sad mists that clung about the Mountains of Shadow; and behind them at whiles great smokes would arise and hover in the upper winds
38. It was pleasant in the greenhouse, temperature controlled with a waft of humidity lacing the air
39. When I came to the stile, I stopped a minute, looked round and listened, with an idea that a horse’s hoofs might ring on the causeway again, and that a rider in a cloak, and a Gytrash-like Newfoundland dog, might be again apparent: I saw only the hedge and a pollard willow before me, rising up still and straight to meet the moonbeams; I heard only the faintest waft of wind roaming fitful among the trees round Thornfield, a mile distant; and when I glanced down in the direction of the murmur, my eye, traversing the hall-front, caught a light kindling in a window: it reminded me that I was late, and I hurried on
40. The mere chatter of these southern-bound birds, their pale and second-hand reports, had yet power to awaken this wild new sensation and thrill him through and through with it; what would one moment of the real thing work in him—one passionate touch of the real southern sun, one waft of the authentic odor? With closed eyes he dared to dream a moment in full abandonment, and when he looked again the river seemed steely and chill, the green fields grey and lightless
41. These waft us back along a vista of years, peopled with scenes the most entrancing, and fancies the most pleasing