"Deadbeat" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... the breeze in the harbour, and the warm welcome that always awaited me among my friends in the saloons. Take my word for it, there's something in even being a leader on a small island. Anyway, it's better than being a deadbeat in a big city like Sydney, where nobody knows you, and your next-door neighbour wouldn't miss you if he never saw or ...
— A Bid for Fortune - or Dr. Nikola's Vendetta • Guy Boothby
... here, Like a brock in his earth: I'll not be trapped and torn ... Yet, I don't know. Why should I go? No worse To be taken here than elsewhere: and I'm dead beat: I'm all to rovers, my wit's all gone agate: And how can I travel in these boots? A week since The soles bid a fond farewell to the uppers: I've been Hirpling it, barefoot—ay, kind lady, barefoot. You'd hardly care to be in my shoes, Judith? ...
— Krindlesyke • Wilfrid Wilson Gibson
... might, though I don't quite know what difference it would have made. I beg your pardon, anyway. But I don't see why you go, either, if you are tired. Rosalie looks dead beat." She was looking at her sister ...
— Blue Aloes - Stories of South Africa • Cynthia Stockley
... labours. Accordingly, I started in a new place, below the wire, and hoping to work up to it. It was perhaps lucky I had so bad a cutlass, and my smarting hand bid me stay before I had got up to the wire, but just in season, so that I was only the better of my activity, not dead beat ...
— Vailima Letters • Robert Louis Stevenson
... stream of song, 'while the lid performed a sort of jig, and clattered like a deaf and dumb cymbal that had never known the use of its twin brother.' Then the cricket came in with its chirp, chirp, chirp, and at it they went in fierce rivalry until 'the kettle, being dead beat, boiled over, and was ...
— Charles Dickens and Music • James T. Lightwood
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