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Usage examples of brine.

Augustus Brine crawled out, jangling his huge key ring as if it were a talisman of power sent down by the janitor god.

As he switched on the lights and started brewing the first two pots of his special, secret, dark-roast coffee, Brine was assaulted by a salvo of questions.

It was like that every morning: Brine arrived in the middle of a discussion and was immediately elected to the role of expert and mediator.

Somehow Brine had suspended his disbelief and denied the absurdity of the situation.

Strangely enough, Brine took comfort in the fact that this experience was invalidating every assumption he had ever made about the nature of the world.

Hen Gian spit into the surf and cursed, but this time Brine did not understand the language and no blue swirls cut the air.

When Brine finally calmed him down, the genie had told him he had found the demon.

With nightfall the full weight of his responsibility fell across his back like a leaden yoke, and try as he might, Brine could not shrug it off.

Augustus Brine stormed into the house carrying a grocery bag in each arm.

It was an inexact method of detonation, but Brine had no access to blasting caps at this hour of the morning.

The king of the Djinn sat in the passenger seat next to Brine, his rheumy blue eyes just clearing the dashboard.

At the sound of his voice Brine was startled and almost spilled his coffee.

Behind him the Djinn stepped on a twig and Brine swung around clutching his chest.

The Djinn took the wires and crouched over a car battery that Brine had secured to the bed of the truck with duct tape.

Augustus Brine snapped out his right fist and coldcocked the demonkeeper.