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- adv. In a musty manner.
from the GNU version of the Collaborative International Dictionary of English
- adj. In a musty state.
from The Century Dictionary and Cyclopedia
- In a musty manner; moldily; sourly.
- . Dully; heavily.
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The dank smell of years underground came mustily to his senses.
Such ancient babbling still passeth for “wisdom”; because it is old, however, and smelleth mustily, THEREFORE is it the more honoured.
Could the small restlessness of his own eyes broadcast the fact that he was damp with the disgust that had bred mustily within him?
And then there was a moment's pausing upon the threshold of a yawning black door beyond which things smelled mustily sweet, with dusty shadows that crept across the matting from a shielded lamp; and later a most delicious yielding of one's self to the cool envelope of soft white sheets, and a moment's wide-eyed staring at the ceiling; and then forgetfulness.
A country cousin would call upon the important Parisian relative, and be received, not in the little bedroom, but in state in the mustily magnificent salon of the hotel -- all gold mirrors and mouldiness -- which the poor country mouse vaguely accepted as part of the glories of
He was either young or old; cheap lodging-houses had flavoured him mustily; razors and combs had passed him by; in him drink had been bottled and sealed in the devil's bond.
Such ancient babbling still passeth for "wisdom"; because it is old, however, and smelleth mustily, therefore is it the more honoured.
Such ancient babbling still passeth for "wisdom"; because it is old, however, and smelleth mustily, THEREFORE is it the more honoured.
In vain Sir Thomas pish'd, and tush'd, and bah'd; in vain he buried himself chin-deep amongst the century of ledgers that testified of gainful years gone by, and were now mustily rotting away in the stagnant air of St. Benet's Sherehog: interest had lost its interest for him, profits profited not, speculation's self had dull, lack-lustre eyes, and all the hard realities of utilitarian life were become weary, flat, and stale.
These Cloaths smell mustily, do they not, Gallants?