What is "good-by"

Usage examples of "good-by".

English Strickland laughed and said good-by to Mother Binning and went.

She waved good-by to the family from the terrace, and in a little while she heard a bobwhite call from the woods behind the garage.

That paper exhibited by Dacre would furnish the needed proof of conspiracy, and then good-by, Lord Brompton, to your cherished schemes for fortune.

Then when there was nothing more to say, he kissed his mother and bade his grandfather good-by, and went out of Troezen towards the trackless coastland which lay to the west and north.

And so he and his Formosan wife said good-by, amid tears and regrets on all sides, and leaving Mr.

Why, I felt like crying even to say good-by to Quint, Huri, and Tegeloo.

Still uneasy, he saw Blix back to the flat, and bade her good-by at the door.

Condy had forgotten all about the next day, when he must say good-by to Blix.

The travelers endeavored to present a dashing and cavalier appearance to the group of ladies who waved good-by from the hotel, as they took their way over the waste and wind-blown declivities, but it was only a show, for the horses would neither caracole nor champ the bit (at a dollar a day) down- hill over the slippery stones, and, truth to tell, the wanderers turned with regret from the society of leisure and persiflage to face the wilderness of Mitchell County.

He put him in charge of all current affairs, with brief instructions, and bade good-by in a friendly and matter-of-fact way, as he would ordinarily have done before departing on a brief official journey.

Any time you want to call the deal off, just let me know, but you can kiss your money good-by.

Salina thought it best she tell no one verbal good-bys, so she left a note.

The woman by the desk conferred with Miss Lark about another appointment and then went out, saying good-by to Rosemary and wishing her luck again.

I haven't died yet, but there is a place, as seemingly safe and simple, as learnable, as acceptable as Grover's Corners at the turn of the century, with ticking clocks and Mama and Papa and hot baths and new-ironed clothes and all the rest of it, to which I've already said good-by, good-by, one hell of a long time ago now.

Our canoes were loaded near the wharf, we said good-by to Cotter and a group of native trapper friends, and as we took our places in the canoes and dipped our paddles into the waters that were to carry us northward the Post flag was run up on the flagpole as a salute and farewell, and we were away.