Crossword-Solution: VOIL
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| Word | Anagrams | |
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| VOIL | anagram | VIOL |
We have 1 clue for the answer “VOIL”
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| CENTRAL Region loch | 5 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
AETRE
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with VOIL (5)
Chapter LIII “_Tenez, voilà le Capitaine Brunot_,” said Tiaré, one day when I was fitting together what she could tell me of Strickland.
And the inhabitants of Hamel began to go to the dogs (not that _they_ were of much use), when one Friday there arrived in the town a man with a queer face, who played the bagpipes and sang this refrain: ‘Qui vivra verra: Le voilà, Le preneur des rats.’ He was a great gawky fellow, dry and bronzed, with a crooked nose, a long rat-tail moustache, two great yellow piercing and mocking eyes, under a large felt hat set off by a scarlet cock’s feather.
Millais (I hear) was painting Gladstone when the news came of Gordon’s death; Millais was much affected, and Gladstone said, ‘Why? _It is the man’s own temerity_!’ Voilà le Bourgeois! le voilà nu! But why should I blame Gladstone, when I too am a Bourgeois? when I have held my peace? Why did I hold my peace? Because I am a sceptic: _i.e._ a Bourgeois.
Poirot! These witnesses of yours are all right, I suppose?” “_Voilà!_ I have prepared a list of them—names and addresses.
Then after relieving me of my hat and coat she announced me with the simple words: “_Voilà_ Monsieur,” and hurried away.
Quotes with VOIL (3)
Demander à la poésie du sentimentalisme ... ce n'est pas ça. Des mots rayonnants, des mots de lumière ... avec un rythme et une musique, voilà ce que c'est, la poésie.
I am supposed to be helping her prepare for the GRE. Instead, we spend most of the time talking about color. The color of my clothes and shoes. The color of other people's clothes and shoes. The color of the sky when the sun has dipped just low enough to cause red light to bend the most and then, voilà, a sunset.
Who am I?" she snaps. "I am America, Israel, England! What am I doing?" She waits another long moment, her eyes shining. "I'm shutting up and listening." She draws the last word out so it hisses through the air. "I am the presidents, the kings, the prime ministers, the highs and the mighties — L-I-S-T-E-N!" She spells the word in the air. "The woman who made the baklava has something to say to you! Voilà! You see? Now what am I doing?" She picks up an imaginary plate, lifts s…