1 Hugh was to be a judge, Rene was to play the fiddle before the crowned heads of Europe-- He ducked as Rene aimed a blow at him.
2 One of the boys would fiddle a while and then some one would spell him and he could get a dance.
3 He had brought his fiddle with him, which wouldn't be of much use here, though he used to pick up money by it at home.
4 I went over all that Antonia had ever told me about his life before he came to this country; how he used to play the fiddle at weddings and dances.
5 The old fiddle squeaks and shrieks in protest, but Tamoszius has no mercy.
6 And then Tamoszius' face would light up and he would get out his fiddle, tuck it under his chin, and play.
7 The dwarf said he should have his three wishes; so he gave him the bow and fiddle, and went his way.
Grimms' Fairy Tales By Jacob and Wilhelm GrimmContext Highlight In THE MISER IN THE BUSH 8 So he took the purse, put up his fiddle, and travelled on very pleased with his bargain.
Grimms' Fairy Tales By Jacob and Wilhelm GrimmContext Highlight In THE MISER IN THE BUSH 9 But the countryman seized his fiddle, and struck up a tune, and at the first note judge, clerks, and jailer were in motion; all began capering, and no one could hold the miser.
Grimms' Fairy Tales By Jacob and Wilhelm GrimmContext Highlight In THE MISER IN THE BUSH 10 Then the countryman stopped his fiddle, and left the miser to take his place at the gallows.
Grimms' Fairy Tales By Jacob and Wilhelm GrimmContext Highlight In THE MISER IN THE BUSH 11 Leaning back in his arm-chair of an evening, he would close his eyes and scrape carelessly at the fiddle which was thrown across his knee.
A Study In Scarlet By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In PART I: CHAPTER II. THE SCIENCE OF DEDUCTION 12 "My fiddle would be the better for new strings," he remarked.
A Study In Scarlet By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In PART I: CHAPTER V. OUR ADVERTISEMENT BRINGS A VISITOR 13 She was a soft, white-skinned, soft sort of a woman, older than me, and played the fiddle.
14 Blest if she ain't in silk from head to foot; ain't it a relishin sight to see her settin there as fine as a fiddle, and hear folks calling little Amy Mis.
15 The musicians fiddled, tooted, and banged as if they enjoyed it, everybody danced who could, and those who couldn't admired their neighbors with uncommon warmth.