Smellie's

Smellie's discomfiture had been so signally personal as to divert all ridicule from the Dragoons.

The Mayor of Troy Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch 1903

By putting myself in Smellie's place; by descending (if I may so say) into the depths of his animal intelligence, by interpreting his hopes, his ambitions ... well, in short, I believe we have weathered the risk.

The Mayor of Troy Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch 1903

Smellie's voice lifted high in song, and the sound of a child's sobbing.

Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm Kate Douglas Smith Wiggin 1889

"What is the _Vestale_ like?" was Smellie's next question.

The Congo Rovers A Story of the Slave Squadron Harry Collingwood 1886

Then followed an exclamation of surprise and anger in Smellie's well-known voice, a single stifled scream from Dona Antonia, and a most unmistakable affray.

The Congo Rovers A Story of the Slave Squadron Harry Collingwood 1886

Pedro might have understood Smellie's every word, so promptly did he fling open the door and bow us to follow him.

The Congo Rovers A Story of the Slave Squadron Harry Collingwood 1886

It was of course just possible that she might be English, in which event it would manifestly be Smellie's and my own duty to attempt to join her.

The Congo Rovers A Story of the Slave Squadron Harry Collingwood 1886

In the very act of falling, however, he whipped a pistol from his belt and aiming point blank at the skipper, fired, the ball passing through Smellie's lungs.

The Congo Rovers A Story of the Slave Squadron Harry Collingwood 1886

Our fellows, by Smellie's order, contented themselves with acting for the time being strictly on the defensive, giving way gradually before the impetuous attack of the Spaniards, and drawing them by degrees away from the forecastle.

The Congo Rovers A Story of the Slave Squadron Harry Collingwood 1886

"How many people do you think there are in the cabin?" was Smellie's next question.

The Congo Rovers A Story of the Slave Squadron Harry Collingwood 1886