Danses

Use in Literature EscortingBob escorted them back across the summit of the mesa, and the olive branch waved in peace on the divide.–Andy Adams in The Outlet.Promptly on the stroke of the hour, and escorted by the post adjutant, the grand mogul made his appearance.–Andy Adams in The Outlet.Dona Ignacia lost all interest in the breakfast, and presently, murmuring an excuse, was escorted by Langsdorff down to the cabin.–Gertrude Atherton in Rezanov.The boys ate their...
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Use in Literature EscortingBob escorted them back across the summit of the mesa, and the olive branch waved in peace on the divide.–Andy Adams in The Outlet.Promptly on the stroke of the hour, and escorted by the post adjutant, the grand mogul made his appearance.–Andy Adams in The Outlet.Dona Ignacia lost all interest in the breakfast, and presently, murmuring an excuse, was escorted by Langsdorff down to the cabin.–Gertrude Atherton in Rezanov.The boys ate their breakfast rapidly and in silence. A half hour later they were galloping furiously for Los Angeles, escorted by the equally enthusiastic Hill.–Gertrude Atherton in The Valiant Runaways.At nightfall Chesnel went to Mme. Camusot and escorted the stranger to the Hotel d'Esgrignon.–HonorÉ de Balzac in The Collection of Antiquities (tr Ellen Marriage).Eugenie went to Mass escorted by Nanon.–HonorÉ de Balzac in Eugenie Grandet.Max's letter made his innocence only the more certain, and Monsieur Mouilleron himself escorted him back to the Hochons'.–HonorÉ de Balzac in The Celibates.Then I left them, Ferrari himself escorting me to the villa gates, and watching me pass out on the open road.–HonorÉ de Balzac in Vendetta.The Prince escorted the Duchess, more depressed than ever by the loves of Osiride; she feared some similar disaster to her own, and could only cling to Emilio, as if to keep him next her heart.–HonorÉ de Balzac in Massimilla Doni.Villemot had given his word that Pons' heir should be left in peace; he watched over his client, and gave the requisite sums; and Cibot's humble bier, escorted by sixty or eighty persons, drew all the crowd after it to the cemetery.–HonorÉ de Balzac in Cousin Pons (tr Ellen Marriage).