Here we are all just ready to drop down, and the critters all in a
reek of sweat.
And again he looked at me terribly through the reek of the fire.
And once again he stared at me through the reek of the flame, and pointed with his assegai to the door of the hut.
It was dense enough to shut out everything from the light of the coach-lamps but these its own workings, and a few yards of road; and the
reek of the labouring horses steamed into it, as if they had made it all.
She came to the door with them, and as they glanced back they saw her still standing there with the yellow bull pup cuddled up under one forearm, and the thin blue
reek of her cigarette ascending from her lips.
One or two late birds sleepily chirping in their nests, and a bat heavily crossing and recrossing her, and the
reek of her own tread in the thick dust that felt like velvet, were all Mrs.
Even as fierce ravening wolves that are feasting upon a homed stag which they have killed upon the mountains, and their jaws are red with blood--they go in a pack to lap water from the clear spring with their long thin tongues; and they
reek of blood and slaughter; they know not what fear is, for it is hunger drives them--even so did the leaders and counsellors of the Myrmidons gather round the good squire of the fleet descendant of Aeacus, and among them stood Achilles himself cheering on both men and horses.
All the uses and scents of the brewery might have evaporated with its last
reek of smoke.
There was a large fire burning on the hearth, and one could smell from far the fragrant
reek of burning cedar and sandal wood.
But Bock's references aren't limited to the entertainers of Camelot: His manic science experiments with exploding paint balls and cabbages
reek of the Nutty Professor's '60s, while his timing, his wild stare, and his toothy grin are pure turn-of-the-millennium Jim Carrey.
The appointment would
reek of cronyism, arrogance and disdain.
They
reek of know-nottfingism--no small matter in today's climate.
The woman would
reek of yesterday's liquor and you would try to stay several feet apart during conversation.
Inducing the common folk to pay for ambitious government programs that
reek of sizzling bacon is a sales task that would daunt even a Mary Kay pink-Cadillac owner.
Halmi had no hand in this production, but the final episodes
reek of his cheese-fest influence.
