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How such a consciousness is communicated is very difficult to define, but it certainly is communicated very surely, and flows rapidly, imperceptibly, and irrepressibly, as water does in a creek.
War and Peace(V1) By Leo Tolstoy Context
Here and there, the set of the current had worn down the bank into a little creek, and we were all suspicious of such places, and eyed them nervously.
Great Expectations By Charles Dickens Context
It is a creek or inlet from the Thames, and can always be filled at high water by opening the sluices at the Lead Mills from which it took its old name.
Oliver Twist By Charles Dickens Context
It was a very dark night, as the moon had not yet risen; they did not land at the harbour, but, as they had been accustomed, at a creek about two miles below.
Frankenstein By Mary Wollstonecraft (Godwin) Shelley Context
They did not like the dark shade of the thickets hedging the pasture creek, and they twitched their ears at Scarlett as if appreciative of human companionship.
Gone With The Wind By Margaret Mitche Context
On the 17th, we came in full view of a great island, or continent (for we knew not whether;) on the south side whereof was a small neck of land jutting out into the sea, and a creek too shallow to hold a ship of above one hundred tons.
Gulliver's Travels(V1) By Jonathan Swift Context
I encompassed it almost round, before I could find a convenient place to land in; which was a small creek, about three times the wideness of my canoe.
Gulliver's Travels(V2) By Jonathan Swift Context
In the evening he could be seen squatted on the bank rinsing that wrapper in the creek with great care, then spreading it solemnly on a bush to dry.
Heart of Darkness By Joseph Conrad Context
Antonia explained that her father meant to build a new house for them in the spring; he and Ambrosch had already split the logs for it, but the logs were all buried in the snow, along the creek where they had been felled.
Dantes, as we have said, had traced the marks along the rocks, and he had noticed that they led to a small creek, which was hidden like the bath of some ancient nymph.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre Dumas Context
Here and there the grease and filth have caked solid, and the creek looks like a bed of lava; chickens walk about on it, feeding, and many times an unwary stranger has started to stroll across, and vanished temporarily.
The Jungle By Upton Sinclair Context