All 50 Uses of
retort
in
Nicholas Nickleby
- 'You'd have little enough to live upon, if you did,' retorted the uncle, eyeing him contemptuously.†
Chpt 3
- 'Oh! sneezed, did you?' retorted Mr Squeers.†
Chpt 4
- 'I'm sure I heard you say as much, my dear,' retorted Ralph in his cold sarcastic manner.†
Chpt 5
- 'Believe!' retorted the other, 'can anybody doubt it?†
Chpt 6
- 'Your missus is a fool,' retorted Squeers.†
Chpt 7
- And as the lady's humour was considered to lie chiefly in retort, Mr Squeers laughed heartily, and seemed to expect that Nicholas should do the same.†
Chpt 7
- 'No consequence, why how you talk!' retorted Mrs Squeers sharply; 'isn't it brimstone morning?'†
Chpt 8
- 'What's that to you?' retorted Mrs Squeers.†
Chpt 9
- 'Not a bit of it,' retorted Mrs Squeers.†
Chpt 9
- 'Oh no, I think nothing at all,' retorted Miss Price, pettishly.†
Chpt 9
- 'Thank you, 'Tilda, dear,' retorted Miss Squeers, majestically.†
Chpt 9
- 'And who cares whether you are sure or not, ma'am?' retorted Miss Squeers, making another face.†
Chpt 9
- 'I shall not come to you to take lessons in the art, ma'am!' retorted Miss Squeers.†
Chpt 9
- 'Well, then, my love, I wish you would keep your foolish fancy to yourself, and not wake up MY foolish fancy to keep it company,' retorted Mrs Nickleby.†
Chpt 11
- 'Never let me hear of it again,' retorted Miss Squeers.†
Chpt 12
- "Don't tell me a lie," retorted the schoolmaster.
Chpt 13 *retorted = quickly replied
- 'He is not,' retorted Nicholas angrily, 'don't tell me one.'†
Chpt 13
- 'Damn you, what do you mean by that?' retorted Squeers in great perturbation.†
Chpt 13
- 'IF you catch him,' retorted Mrs Squeers, contemptuously; 'you are sure to; you can't help it, if you go the right way to work.†
Chpt 13
- ' ' "Love," my dear,' retorted Mr Lillyvick.†
Chpt 14
- 'Don't tell me you're sorry,' retorted Mr Lillyvick, with much sharpness.†
Chpt 15
- So far from walking up, the gentlemen on the stairs began to walk down with great alacrity, and to entreat, with extraordinary politeness, that the gentlemen nearest the street would go first; the gentlemen nearest the street retorted, with equal courtesy, that they couldn't think of such a thing on any account; but they did it, without thinking of it, inasmuch as the other gentlemen pressing some half-dozen (among whom was Nicholas) forward, and closing up behind, pushed them, not…†
Chpt 16
- What is it?' retorted the member, looking shrewdly at him, with his head on one side.†
Chpt 16
- 'It shall be brought round in any way it likes best, and not brought round at all if it likes that better,' retorted Mr Mantalini, with his egg-spoon in his mouth.†
Chpt 17
- 'By your leave, Mr Knag,' retorted the charwoman, turning sharp round.†
Chpt 18
- 'YOU offended me!' retorted Miss Knag, 'YOU! a chit, a child, an upstart nobody!†
Chpt 18
- 'You would sell your flesh and blood for money; yourself, if you have not already made a bargain with the devil,' retorted the other.†
Chpt 19
- 'I dare say you didn't know, indeed!' retorted Miss La Creevy.†
Chpt 20
- 'Mighty well, sir,' retorted Ralph; 'but perhaps it may concern others, who may think it worth their while to listen, and consider what I tell them.†
Chpt 20
- 'By all means if you vish it,' retorted Mr Scaley; 'and the ninepence.'†
Chpt 21
- 'Think no more of that place, for it is all over,' retorted Nicholas, fixing his eyes full upon that of his companion, which was fast settling into an unmeaning stupefied gaze, once habitual to him, and common even then.†
Chpt 22
- 'Oh, I'm sure—it's very flattering of you to say so,' retorted Miss Snevellicci with a graceful bend.†
Chpt 23
- 'Nothing, my dear sir,' retorted the manager, with evident impatience.†
Chpt 23
- 'Then you are acquainted with as much talent as was ever compressed into one young person's body,' retorted Mr Crummles, rolling up the bills again; 'that is, talent of a certain sort—of a certain sort.†
Chpt 25
- 'That's what I say,' retorted the collector, patting him benignantly on the side of the head with his umbrella; 'just what I say.†
Chpt 25
- 'The noose, sir?' retorted Mr Lillyvick.†
Chpt 25
- 'And that is the very reason, my dear Mrs Nickleby, why you should go out tonight,' retorted Mr Pluck.†
Chpt 27
- 'And why not?' retorted Sir Mulberry.†
Chpt 27
- 'Then he will come straight here,' retorted Newman.†
Chpt 31
- 'With me, sir?' retorted Sir Mulberry Hawk, eyeing him in disdainful surprise.†
Chpt 32
- 'Why, that leaves you fifty,' retorted Ralph.†
Chpt 34
- Speak out, man,' retorted Ralph.†
Chpt 34
- 'More shame for you,' retorted the nurse.†
Chpt 36
- 'They an't draw'd into it by ME, 'Tilda,' retorted Miss Squeers.†
Chpt 39
- The sarcastic tone of this reply might have provoked a rather acrimonious retort from Miss Squeers, who, besides being of a constitutionally vicious temper—aggravated, just now, by travel and recent jolting—was somewhat irritated by old recollections and the failure of her own designs upon Mr Browdie; and the acrimonious retort might have led to a great many other retorts, which might have led to Heaven knows what, if the subject of conversation had not been, at that precise moment,…†
Chpt 39
- The sarcastic tone of this reply might have provoked a rather acrimonious retort from Miss Squeers, who, besides being of a constitutionally vicious temper——aggravated, just now, by travel and recent jolting——was somewhat irritated by old recollections and the failure of her own designs upon Mr Browdie; and the acrimonious retort might have led to a great many other retorts, which might have led to Heaven knows what, if the subject of conversation had not been, at that precise moment, accidentally changed by Mr Squeers himself†
Chpt 39
- …a constitutionally vicious temper—aggravated, just now, by travel and recent jolting—was somewhat irritated by old recollections and the failure of her own designs upon Mr Browdie; and the acrimonious retort might have led to a great many other retorts, which might have led to Heaven knows what, if the subject of conversation had not been, at that precise moment, accidentally changed by Mr Squeers himself 'What do you think?' said that gentleman; 'who do you suppose we have laid hands…†
Chpt 39
- 'Then dean't shut it at all,' retorted John Browdie.†
Chpt 39
- 'Never mind, my dear boy,' retorted Noggs, clapping him on the shoulder.†
Chpt 40
- 'I scarcely ever hear you, my dear,' retorted Mrs Nickleby; 'that's all I've got to say.'†
Chpt 41
Definition:
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(retort as in: quick retort) a quick reply to a question or remark -- especially a witty or critical one