"Slippy" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... And then he laid down on the bank and stuck his head right into the spring to show them. Oh, it wasn't the spring we drink out of . . ." seeing a horrified look on Marilla's face . . . "it was the little one lower down. But the bank's awful slippy and Paul went right in. I tell you he made a bully splash. Oh, Anne, Anne, I didn't mean to say that . . . it just slipped out before I thought. He made a SPLENDID splash. But he looked so funny when he crawled out, all wet and muddy. The girls laughed more'n ever, but Gracie ...
— Anne Of Avonlea • Lucy Maud Montgomery
... away. The boy was terrible weak and ailing, but we set off to walk, though very soon I had to carry mun; and so I dropped behind. The road lay through the mountains now, and was terrible rough and steep, while the snow come down and made the ways so slippy that it was hard to move without falling. But on I went, I can't tell how, though there was many that dropped behind me and never come up again. That march was terrible long, and the boy kept crying to be ...
— The Drummer's Coat • J. W. Fortescue
... rounds o' yer ladder was slippy," answered Rooney, with some indignation. "Didn't ye see, I lost me howld? Come, putt on the glass an' I'll try again. Never say die was a motto of me owld father, an' it was the only legacy he ...
— Under the Waves - Diving in Deep Waters • R M Ballantyne
... by Fate's unkindness as the pretty on the dog-leg hole of the second nine was ever seared by my iron. It is the work of a very nearly desperate man, an eighteen-handicap man who has got to look extremely slippy if he doesn't want to find himself in the ...
— The Clicking of Cuthbert • P. G. Wodehouse
... gintlemen," said the former, with an expression of deep regret on his face, "but the say-weed is so slippy on them rocks we're a'most for iver doin' that sort o' thing be the merest accident. But av yer as fond o' cowld wather as meself ye won't objec' to it, although it do come ...
— The Lighthouse • Robert Ballantyne
... beginning to pour down in good earnest; the baked-potato man has departed—the kidney-pie man has just walked away with his warehouse on his arm—the cheesemonger has drawn in his blind, and the boys have dispersed. The constant clicking of pattens on the slippy and uneven pavement, and the rustling of umbrellas, as the wind blows against the shop-windows, bear testimony to the inclemency of the night; and the policeman, with his oilskin cape buttoned closely round ...
— Sketches by Boz - illustrative of everyday life and every-day people • Charles Dickens
... safe enough: There's none but sheep in sight for three miles round: And they're all huddled up against the dykes, With lollering tongues too baked to bleat "Stop thief!" Look slippy! I'm half-scumfished by these walls— A weak flame, easily snuffed out: the stink Of whitewash makes me queasy—sets me listening To catch the click of the cell-door behind me: I feel cold bracelets round my wrists, already. Is thon ...
— Krindlesyke • Wilfrid Wilson Gibson
... I, 'sellin' your masther's honor for five rupees—pack up all the Miss Sahib's kit an' look slippy! Capt'n Sahib's order,' sez I, 'Going to the station we are,' I sez, an' wid that I laid my finger to my nose an' looked the ...
— Indian Tales • Rudyard Kipling |
