1 The wolf ran forward and jumped heavily over a gully that lay in her path.
2 Karay, his hair bristling, and probably bruised or wounded, climbed with difficulty out of the gully.
3 Deep ruts and furrows were cut into the road where horses had dragged heavy guns along it and the red gullies on either side were deeply gashed by the wheels.
4 This slope was trampled hard and bare, and washed out in winding gullies by the rain.
5 As I went along the road back to the bridge, I kept picking off little pieces of scaly chalk from the dried water gullies, and breaking them up in my hands.
6 It was an overturned wagon; his foot recognized pools of water, gullies, and paving-stones scattered and piled up.
Les Misérables 4 By Victor HugoContext Highlight In BOOK 13: CHAPTER I—FROM THE RUE PLUMET TO THE QUARTIER SAINT-DENIS 7 The honeysuckle which draped the gullied red sides of the road in tangled greenery was piercingly fragrant as always after rain, the sweetest perfume in the world.