Carol Ann ___, U.K. poet laureate starting in 2009

Usage examples of duffy.

Duffy instructing the Bureau to investigate Verico, had known that the biotech company had approached Benjamin Kozinski.

It is a question Duffy has not been asked in years, not in fact since he left Blackpool, where anyone seen with a pen in his top pocket may be taken for a writer.

Duffy, and Fabe for dinner tonight aboard Whiteflower Station, she had stood in front of the mirror in the quarters she shared with Dr.

After replying to a particularly pointed question, Gamay, who could never be mistaken for a shrinking violet, stared at Duffy and gave him a smile.

Duffy sighed, rolled his eyes, took a sip of his coffee, then looked up at the Nasat standing before him in the mess hall.

Aurelianus was lowered next, and Duffy and the northmen were about to follow when the Irishman heard, a dozen yards to the right, the rutch of a pebble turning under a boot.

Finally the last table -- aside from the one at which the two men were talking in lowered but intense tones -- was in place, and Duffy was turning to leave when a bench rutched sharply as Antoku stood up.

Duffy opened the cabinet and chose a bottle of sauternes, and deftly twisted the plug out of it.

Aurelianus opened a little box and handed Duffy one of the sticklike things.

McFarlane had lost consciousness again by the time Resnick got to his side and all that Mary Duffy could tell him through bruised lips was that one of their attackers had seemed taller than the rest, two or three inches over six foot, and another might have been stockier and shorter than the other two.

The rushing wall of superdense, semiliquid gases pushed a shock wave of compressed air ahead of it that knocked Duffy backward, away from the lever, and lifted the abandoned Work Bug and tossed it forward like a toy in a tornado.

In competition, or rather juxtaposition, a Dixieland jazz trio strikes up, and as Duffy crosses Ship Street he is nearly run over by a unicyclist dressed as Charlie Chaplin.

Duffy easily ducked the wide swing and, blocking the dagger-thrust with the quillons of his rapier, stepped aside and gave the young man a forceful boot in his satin-clothed backside that lifted him from the pavement and pitched him with an echoing splash into the canal.

The third was rangier, with long hair and a beard that even in the leaching moonlight Duffy knew must be coppery red.

Duffy was about to go back to the dining room and worry about this new symptom of madness when he noticed three big, discolored wooden spigots set in the side of the vat, one at chest level, one at knee level, and one only a dozen inches above the dirt floor.