He imagined himself to be as accomplished as Linton, I suppose, because he could spell his own name; and was marvellously discomfited
that I didn't think the same.
Medlock looked rather discomfited
by her apparent indifference, but, after taking a breath, she went on.
It is all the same," said the spy, airily, but discomfited
too: "good day
I fancied she was jealous even of the saucepan on it; and I have reason to know that she took its impressment into the service of boiling my egg and broiling my bacon, in dudgeon; for I saw her, with my own discomfited
eyes, shake her fist at me once, when those culinary operations were going on, and no one else was looking.
Rebecca, in those lists shalt thou produce thy champion; and if thou failest to do so, or if thy champion shall be discomfited
by the judgment of God, thou shalt then die the death of a sorceress, according to doom.
said Jane, discomfited
by his reception of her jest.
The fall of the Sheriff discomfited
his followers for the moment, and Robin's men took this chance to speed on up the hill.
Now he leaped up and down within the safety of his own tree, screaming taunts and boasts at the discomfited
Numa, while the boy, torn and bleeding, sought some position in his thorny retreat in which he might find the least agony.
Poor Danglars looked so crest-fallen and discomfited
that Monte Cristo assumed a pitying air towards him.
soliloquized the discomfited
Tom, as he wiped the perspiration from his face--"Where the d l does he think I am to find the $50,000 he wants, unless he first gives them to me?
There is quite a concert of noises; the great bull-dog, chained against the stables, is thrown into furious exasperation by the unwary approach of a cock too near the mouth of his kennel, and sends forth a thundering bark, which is answered by two fox- hounds shut up in the opposite cow-house; the old top-knotted hens, scratching with their chicks among the straw, set up a sympathetic croaking as the discomfited
cock joins them; a sow with her brood, all very muddy as to the legs, and curled as to the tail, throws in some deep staccato notes; our friends the calves are bleating from the home croft; and, under all, a fine ear discerns the continuous hum of human voices.
The goddess went dazed and discomfited
away, and Iris, fleet as the wind, drew her from the throng, in pain and with her fair skin all besmirched.