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Sadly not Henry’s first time for the cooler
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monteith
Word definitions for monteith in dictionaries
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Word definitions in Wikipedia
Monteith or Menteith may refer to:
The Collaborative International Dictionary
Word definitions in The Collaborative International Dictionary
Monteith \Mon*teith"\, n. A kind of cotton handkerchief having a uniform colored ground with a regular pattern of white spots produced by discharging the color; -- so called from the Glasgow manufactures.
Wiktionary
Word definitions in Wiktionary
n. 1 a bowl used for the cooling or washing of wine glasses 2 (context obsolete English) a cotton handkerchief with white spots on a coloured background
Usage examples of monteith.
As once the sons of God saw the daughters of men that they were fair, and straightway coveted them, even so Bertram Ingledew looked on Frida Monteith, and saw at the first glance she was a woman to be desired, a soul high-throned, very calm and beautiful.
As for Robert Monteith, he smiled the grim smile of the wholly unfascinated.
Robert Monteith, that moneyed man of oil, in the West African trade, might consider an undesirable acquaintance.
He went up to town every day almost as regularly as Robert Monteith and Philip Christy.
Philip was there, too, enjoying himself thoroughly in the midst of such good company, and so was Robert Monteith, bleak and grim as usual, but deeply interested for the moment in dividing metaphysical and theological cobwebs with his friend the Dean, who as a brother Scotsman loved a good discussion better almost than he loved a good discourse.
Frida Monteith, a free woman at last, clung there many minutes with no vile inherited sense of shame or wrongfulness.
X When she returned, Robert Monteith sat asleep over his paper in his easy-chair.
How grateful I ought to be to Robert Monteith for having spoken to me yesterday and forbidden me to see you!
They had chosen a lovely spot on a heather-clad moorland, where she could stroll alone with Bertram among the gorse and ling, utterly oblivious of Robert Monteith and the unnatural world she had left for ever behind her.
At the words, quick as lightning, Monteith pulled from his pocket a loaded revolver and pointed it full at his rival.
But with a passionate oath, Robert Monteith seized her arm and flung her madly from him.
For that moment, even Monteith himself, in his maniac mood, felt dimly aware of that mysterious restraining power all the rest who knew him had so often felt in their dealings with the Alien.
With true Scotch caution, indeed, even in the midst of his wrath, Robert Monteith had never said a word to any one at Brackenhurst of how his wife had left him.
The revolver with which he had shot Bertram Ingledew lay close by her feet, among the bracken on the heath, where Monteith had flung it.
There had to be some way to get Monteith to relinquish custody of Etaine.