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Usage examples of lather.

This happened quickly--the roar of flames, the clacketing of the rig, the heavy horses whipped to a lather through their fear, the wooden wheels bumping and veering between flames--but, quick as it was, Mamo never forgot.

So he stepped forth and seized the tackle, and addressed himself keenly to the shaving of the King of Oolb, lathering him and performing his task with perfect skill.

It was too early in the year to find lathering soaproot, and the countryside was too open for horsetail fern, which grew in shady damp places.

She soaped herself all over until a thick lather formed, then rinsed off, finishing with her hair.

He tossed himself from the back of his lathered horse and thundered toward Graig.

The bottle of Tusker stood close at hand and he whistled happily as he worked up a foaming lather in his armpits and across the dark hairy plain of his chest.

She came up to the Sawtooth ranch-houses with Snake in a lather of sweat and with her own determination unweakened to carry the war into the camp of her enemy.

Apart from the lunatic dreams that wracked him to a lathered frenzy each night, he was empty.

In a quick motion, he pulled off the coat, the sports jacket, tossed them aside, grabbed a bladeless safety razor from the cabinet shelf and scraped a swath through the layer of white lather, then dashed for the door and flung it wide.

The spikers were lathered, moving on the imperative with princelike unresttaint, jumping beautifully, ducking, charging, making perft targets.

The visitor constructed a pile of albums to screen the flame of his interest from anybody overhead on the landing, and returned several times to the pictures of little Armande in her bath, pressing a proboscidate rubber toy to her shiny stomach or standing up, dimple-bottomed, to be lathered.

His impatient spate of orders faded and resurged, as some busy horseboy gathered slack reins and led off his lathered mount.

Buck Mulligan came from the stairhead, bearing a bowl of lather on which a mirror and a razor lay crossed.

Like well-schooled terriers, they paced the corridors with us, but I could not help but note the lathering jowls, nor the hungry expressions with which they eyed Tars Tarkas and myself.

It was all he could do to eat several big tubs of noodles lathered in akh and then turn in and sleep every hour allowed.