"Creaky" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... person in the capacious depths of a creaky chair, stretched his long limbs out before him, and ...
— I Will Repay • Baroness Emmuska Orczy
... had heard about the good cookies and came around, too, Coal and Ember on a leash. Just then they heard a soft pad-padding and creaky sounds as the cat and the grater suddenly appeared. At the same moment, the moon began to darken as the outline of Tom and Jerry appeared closer ...
— The Cat in Grandfather's House • Carl Henry Grabo
... sea-weeds, the stone from Sugar Loaf Rock, the bit from the wreck of the NORTH STAR, the gold and silver shells, the glittering geodes and pyrites, the sandal-wood fan, and all the hundred and one knick-knacks it was then the custom to collect under glass. They even ventured part way up the creaky attic stairs, but it was too dark to enter ...
— The Riverman • Stewart Edward White
... Stealing down the creaky, boxed-in stairs, he got a lantern from the kitchen and lighted it. The actual performance of this practical act made his experience of the last few minutes seem fanciful, unreal. He was no longer under the spell of that ghostly column and he was not so sure that he believed in it. To bestir himself ...
— Pee-wee Harris on the Trail • Percy Keese Fitzhugh
... home we told about it and Mr. Ellsworth (he's our scoutmaster) said it was probably just the wind blowing in that creaky old thing. But after that, all the kids in Bridgeboro said the wheel was haunted. If you say a place is haunted, ...
— Roy Blakeley's Bee-line Hike • Percy Keese Fitzhugh
... in the morning, patting her yawning mouth with her poor ugly hands, putting her flannel dressing-gown about her, and treading clumsy with sleep down the creaky stairs to put the kettle on the gas, on her knees before the kitchen range, her head tied up in a handkerchief to keep the ash out of her hair, sticking something into the fire that made disagreeable ...
— The Judge • Rebecca West
... along pretty well, but wife has been creaky, and I got done up in a brutal London fog struggling with the worse fog ...
— The Life and Letters of Thomas Henry Huxley Volume 3 • Leonard Huxley
... against the wall, sidled along it, and like a shadow slipped down to the end of the hall. The scuffling of two dozen pairs of feet mounting the creaky staircase drowned the slight sound as he cautiously opened a door; the darkness lay black, impenetrable, along the hall. And then, as cautiously as he had opened it, he closed the door behind him, and stood for an instant listening at the head of a ladder-like stairway, his automatic in his hand ...
— The Adventures of Jimmie Dale • Frank L. Packard
... the people drove to church in wagons that were low and old and creaky, with worn buffalo-robes over the seat, and some hay tucked underneath for the sleepy, undecided old horse. Some of the younger farmers and their wives had high, shiny wagons, with tall horsewhips,—which they sometimes brought into church,—and they drove up to the ...
— Deephaven and Selected Stories & Sketches • Sarah Orne Jewett
... the huge creaky bed and shoved. There were no castors. It did not budge. The Countess assisted me by putting the tips of her small fingers against one end of it and pushing. It was not what one would call a frantic effort on her part, but it served to make me exert myself to the utmost. I, a big strong man, couldn't ...
— A Fool and His Money • George Barr McCutcheon
... wife sat by her bright fireside, Swaying thoughtfully to and fro In an easy chair, whose creaky craw Told a tale of long ago; While down by her side, on the kitchen floor, Stood a ...
— Poems Teachers Ask For • Various
... Harley Park ("comprising fifteen acres"—New International Encyclopedia), looking out across the brown river and puffing clouds of sweet gray reek. Down by the livery stable on Main street (there must be a livery stable on Main street) I can see the old creaky, cane-bottomed chairs (with seats punctured by too much philosophy) tilted against the sycamore trees, ready for the afternoon gossip and shag tobacco. I can imagine the small boys of Boonville fishing for catfish from the piers ...
— Mince Pie • Christopher Darlington Morley
... climbed the creaky stairs which led to the room where she slept, she fixed her whitey, shining eyes upon me, and, holding up her hand, she bade me be silent about what ...
— The Birthright • Joseph Hocking
... was the shortest that Polly had ever seen. It consisted of an engine, two coal cars, a baggage car, and one passenger coach—this last very dirty as to floor and windows and very creaky as to joints. There were on this occasion but four passengers beside Polly; the two fat ladies, who were, if she had only known it, members of the first families of Conejo; an old man who sat in a corner and read a German paper; and a young Mexican, well dressed ...
— Across the Mesa • Jarvis Hall
... the same tales over many and many a time she's told, In a voice that's something creaky now because she's got so old, Like some old broken sailorman when drink has loosed his tongue And his ancient heart keeps turning to the days ...
— Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 159, November 17, 1920 • Various |
