All 38 Uses of
stoke
in
Arrowsmith
- With professional calmness, firemen in helmets were stoking the dripping engines.†
Chpt 11 *
- The fireman was stoking, and even in the thin clearness of coming dawn the glow from the fire-box was appalling on the under side of the rolling smoke.†
Chpt 15
- His confrere, Stokes, retorted that perhaps it couldn't be plague, but it damn' well WAS plague.†
Chpt 31
- Dr. Stokes was a wiry, humorless man, the parish medical officer of St. Swithin Parish.†
Chpt 31
- And this Stokes, rather a bounder, a frightful bore, fancied himself as an amateur bacteriologist! It was a bit thick to have him creeping about the docks, catching rats, making cultures from the bellies of their fleas, and barging in—sandy-headed and redfaced, thin and unpleasant—to insist that they bore plague.†
Chpt 31
- When the lighterman died, Stokes irritatingly demanded that it be openly admitted that the plague had come to St. Hubert.†
Chpt 31
- Inchcape Jones ceased being chattery and ever so jolly about picnics, and became almost as grim as Stokes.†
Chpt 31
- As for these suggestions of Stokes that we burn the village of Carib, merely because they've had several cases—why, it's barbarous! And it's been conveyed to me that if we were to establish a quarantine, the merchants would take the strongest measures against the administration.†
Chpt 31
- But Stokes of St. Swithin's secretly wrote to Dr. Max Gottlieb, Director of the McGurk Institute, that the plague was ready to flare up and consume all the West Indies, and would Dr. Gottlieb do something about it?†
Chpt 31
- The letter from Dr. Stokes was not his only intimation that plague was striding through St. Hubert, that tomorrow it might be leaping to Barbados, to the Virgin Islands …. to New York.†
Chpt 32
- I'm Dr. Stokes, of St. Swithin's Parish.†
Chpt 33
- Stokes, my name is…… Damn it, boy, what ARE you doing?†
Chpt 33
- The Commission, with Stokes and the harbor-police who had manned the launch, carried the baggage (Martin weaving with a case of the phage) through the rutty balconied streets to the San Marino Hotel.†
Chpt 33
- Now Stokes of St. Swithin's was a reticent man and hard, but when they had the last bag upstairs, he leaned his head against a door, cried, "My God, Arrowsmith, I'm so glad you've got here," and broke from them, running…… One of the Negro harbor-police, expressionless, speaking the English of the Antilles with something of the accent of Piccadilly, said, "Sar, have you any other command for I?†
Chpt 33
- Sar, on the table is the whisky Dr. Stokes have told I to bring.†
Chpt 33
- And may I ask before I hurry off—I have three cases from official families isolated at the bottom of the hill—oh, yes, in this crisis they permit a Negro doctor to practice even among the whites! But— Dr. Stokes insists that D'Herelle and you are right in calling bacteriophage an organism.†
Chpt 33
- He had tried to have the rats examined, to discover what were the centers of infection, but his only bacteriologists were the overworked Stokes and Oliver Marchand; and Inchcape Jones had often explained, at nice dinner-parties, that he did not trust the intelligence of Negroes.†
Chpt 33
- There was a great deal of discussion rather unconnected with what he had said, and out of it came only the fact that everybody except Stokes and Oliver Marchand was against him; Kellett was angry with this American, Sir Robert Fairlamb was beefily disapproving, and Sondelius admitted that though Martin was quite a decent young man, he was a fanatic.†
Chpt 34
- Stokes has told me your plans.†
Chpt 34
- Sir Robert Fairlamb was a blundering hero, exasperating the sick while he tried to nurse them; Stokes remained the Rock of Ages—he had only three hours' sleep a night, but he never failed to take his accustomed fifteen minutes of exercise when he awoke; and Leora was busy in Penrith Lodge, helping Martin prepare phage.†
Chpt 34
- Stokes was appointed Surgeon General, vice Inchcape Jones, and he made an illegal assignment of Martin to St. Swithin's Parish, as medical officer with complete power.†
Chpt 34
- "Oh, don't be earnest like Cecil here, and Dr. Stokes! They have no sense of play.†
Chpt 34
- Do you like that man Stokes?†
Chpt 34 *
- It makes me tired to have you fall for his scientific tripe and not appreciate Stokes.†
Chpt 34
- Stokes is hard—thank God!—and probably he's rude.†
Chpt 34
- And I tell you Stokes was born a researcher.†
Chpt 34
- Because death had for the first time been brought to him, he raged, "Oh, damn experimentation!" and, despite Stokes's dismay, he gave the phage to everyone who asked.†
Chpt 35
- Only in St. Swithin's, since there his experiment was so excellently begun, did some remnant of honor keep him from distributing the phage universally; but the conduct of this experiment he turned over to Stokes.†
Chpt 35
- Stokes saw that he was a little mad, but only once, when Martin snarled, "What do I care for your science?" did he try to hold Martin to his test.†
Chpt 35
- Stokes himself, with Twyford, carried on the experiment and kept the notes Martin should have kept.†
Chpt 35
- By evening, after working fourteen or fifteen hours since dawn, Stokes would hasten to St. Swithin's by motor-cycle—he hated the joggling and the lack of dignity and he found it somewhat dangerous to take curving hillroads at sixty miles an hour, but this was the quickest way, and till midnight he conferred with Twyford, gave him orders for the next day, arranged his clumsy annotations, and marveled at his grim meekness.†
Chpt 35
- Stokes begged him at least to turn the work over to another doctor and take what interest he could in St. Swithin's, but Martin had a bitter satisfaction in throwing away all his significance, in helping to wreck his own purposes.†
Chpt 35
- Sometimes Stokes was there, looking anxious, particularly when in the queue he saw plantation-hands from St. Swithin's, who were supposed to remain in their parish under strict control, to test the value of the phage.†
Chpt 35
- At a knock he muttered, "I can't talk to Stokes now.†
Chpt 35
- Before Martin took leave he had to assemble the notes of his phage experiment; add the observation of Stokes and Twyford to his own first precise figures.†
Chpt 35
- The evening before his sailing, a great dinner with Sir Robert Fairlamb in the chair was given to him and to Stokes.†
Chpt 35
- The more they called him the giver of life, the more he felt himself disgraced and a traitor; and as he looked at Stokes he saw in his regard a pity worse than condemnation.†
Chpt 35
- His first task was to check the statistics of his St. Swithin treatments and the new figures still coming in from Stokes.†
Chpt 36
Definitions:
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(stoke) to add fuel or stir a fire to make it burn hotter; or to make feelings stronger
- (meaning too rare to warrant focus)