1 The soldiers mixed their ration of corn meal with water, and salt too when they could get it, wrapped the thick paste about their ramrods and roasted the mess over camp fires.
2 We've got three thousand dollars of it in Pa's trunk this minute, and Mammy's after me to let her paste it over the holes in the attic walls so the draft won't get her.
3 Scarlett, you mustn't give the money to Mammy to paste in the attic.
4 When she took the paste out to bake it, she left smears of dough sticking to the sides of the measure, put the measure on the shelf behind the stove, and let this residue ferment.
5 His face turned to a semblance of gray paste.
6 The youth's fingers had turned to paste upon the other's arm.
7 A drop of vinegar in a spoonful of flour paste supplies the fiat lux.
Les Misérables 1 By Victor HugoContext Highlight In BOOK 1: CHAPTER VIII—PHILOSOPHY AFTER DRINKING 8 But ignorance, mingled with the human paste, blackens it.
Les Misérables 3 By Victor HugoContext Highlight In BOOK 7: CHAPTER II—THE LOWEST DEPTHS 9 His hands, of which he took little care, were the despair of Aramis, who cultivated his with almond paste and perfumed oil.
The Three Musketeers By Alexandre DumasContext Highlight In 27 THE WIFE OF ATHOS 10 This paste in the tin is no doubt the luminous mixture with which the creature was daubed.
The Hound of the Baskervilles By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In Chapter 14. The Hound of the Baskervilles 11 And all because she will not find a beggarly sum which she could get by turning her diamonds into paste.
The Return of Sherlock Holmes By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In VII. THE ADVENTURE OF CHARLES AUGUSTUS MILVERTON 12 He raised the cover and saw a kind of greenish paste, something like preserved angelica, but which was perfectly unknown to him.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContext Highlight In Chapter 31. Italy: Sinbad the Sailor. 13 I ground and beat them between two stones; then took water, and made them into a paste or cake, which I toasted at the fire and eat warm with milk.
14 Inside was a green paste, waxy in lustre, the odour curiously heavy and persistent.
15 Not a soul did I meet all the way down, though a cab or two went past me.
A Study In Scarlet By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In PART I: CHAPTER IV. WHAT JOHN RANCE HAD TO TELL