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n. (surname: English)


Cagney is an Irish patronymic surname of Gaelic origin. In Gaelic, the name is Ó Caingne, and means "grandson of advocate", from caingean "legal dispute."

In modern times, it can be a male or female given name.

Usage examples of "cagney".

I realized the Blackshirts must have caught Cagney back there at the hotel, trapped him in a room, as likely as not, just in case he might come in useful.

Cagney quickly rose from his haunches and gave a pleased yap, then chased after me when I drove on by.

Out the corner of my eye I saw that Cagney was on his feet, ready for action, but waiting for me.

That was where Cagney finally showed, loping along the royal gathering place, avoiding the marble on either side of the red carpet which presumably was too cool or too smooth for his dainty pads.

Taking the hint at the second shove, Cagney trotted off back along the street, making, to my surprise, straight for Cissie, who was still sitting on the kerb observing us.

River Room windows and back entrance, Cagney immediately rousing from his doze to follow us.

She followed through by kneeling on my chest and grabbing at my gun hand, while Cagney leapt around us, yapping and too excited to figure out which one of us to attack.

I paused in the open doorway, Cagney at my side, his nose in the air, sniffing out food.

As I walked the length of the table towards them Cagney trotted before me, his excuse for a tail wagging in anticipation of the food he could smell.

I felt Cagney stirring under the table, his weight shifting against my foot.

My fingers were curling around the pistol butt as the door Cagney was facing burst open.

I came up on one knee in time to see Cagney scooting into the room next door.

Turning the key and without thinking, I pulled the door open and there was Cagney sitting in front of the doorstep, his paw raised to scrape the painted wood again.

The second burst of gunfire caught Cagney full-on and small explosions ripped open his back, lifted him, his agonized shriek piercing the air over the sound of the bullets.

The fingers of my free hand cleared my eyes and slowly, deliberately, I made myself think of what lay ahead of me that morning after all, it was for Sally as much as Stem and Cagney and all those other victims, and it was for myself, it was especially for myself.