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Usage examples of ate.

Yet he abode with them long, and ate and drank amidst the hay with them till the moon shone brightly.

Nonetheless, our golden agouti vanished, stolen by someone who ate it, Father suspected.

Giving wide berth to the few steadings and inns that lay along the road, they kept up a steady pace for as long as Micum could stay in the saddle, slept in the open, and ate whatever Alec shot.

There, they ate lunch at a seafood shack on Almar Avenue, with outdoor tables, and went for a long walk along West Cliff Drive and out onto the ocean view point before heading back into San Francisco.

Bakker, the lowfeeding dinosaurs helped promote the success of angiosperms even while they ate them.

Curry played havoc with her digestive system and even as she ate it, enjoying the flavor, she made a mental note to take an antacid later.

Vincent could not get anything to eat, for nearly everyone in Arles ate at home.

During the day she ate with Aum, and during the evenings she sometimes accompanied him throughout the city, with a guard of Garwater yeomanry.

They said that the bandersnatch only scared him away, but I think that slimy son of a bitch ate him.

He knew the Baptist could not have much use for it, if the tales were true that he ate only the roots and nectar of the earth.

I can still taste the spicy, deep-fried fingers of speckled trout on a drive through Cajun country, the mountain of tiny grilled fishwithout an English name that we ate, head and all, on the Adriatic coast, the barbecued bluefish at the end of a Long Island summer, the little yellow perch we caught at sunset in Vermont and crisply panfried a few moments later.

The Indians ate for bread certain roots like the batata, either roasted or boiled, which, when the Spaniards tasted, they found them better eating and more sustaining than biscuit.

He ate blackberries along the hedges, minded the geese with a long switch, went haymaking during harvest, ran about in the woods, played hop-scotch under the church porch on rainy days, and at great fetes begged the beadle to let him toll the bells, that he might hang all his weight on the long rope and feel himself borne upward by it in its swing.

The three Corticellis unaccustomed to good fare and wine, ate like a troop, and began to get intoxicated.

I ate a lot of pub grub: bendy sausages, gingerbaked beans, a trough of cottage pie.