"Scold" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... parish, the minutest concerns of which were carried to her by Mr. Collins; and whenever any of the cottagers were disposed to be quarrelsome, discontented, or too poor, she sallied forth into the village to settle their differences, silence their complaints, and scold them into harmony ...
— Persuasion • Jane Austen
... too, ma'am, when it is to be had. But, shure, it's a bad timper she has, and will sthrike and scold whin her blood is up. An' she has lost the fine, comfortable place she had with Mrs. Green, jist for a ...
— Live to be Useful - or, The Story of Annie Lee and her Irish Nurse • Anonymous
... these unexpected absences, the cautious return to the house, to bed,—all this mingling of the forbidden, the strange, the holy, agitated the little girl, penetrated into the very depths of her being. Agafya never condemned anybody, and did not scold Liza for her pranks. When she was displeased over anything, she simply held her peace; and Liza understood that silence; with the swift perspicacity of a child, she also understood very well when Agafya was displeased with other people—with Marya Dmitrievna herself, or with ...
— A Nobleman's Nest • Ivan Turgenieff
... these acts was very successful, and it would seem that the mollifying impression that had been made upon Knox soon died away; for when the Queen opened the next Parliament he speaks of her splendour and that of her train in words more like those of a peevish scold than of a prophet and statesman. "All things mislyking the preachers," he says with candour, "they spoke boldly against the tarjatting of their tails, and against the rest of their vanity, which they affirmed should ...
— Royal Edinburgh - Her Saints, Kings, Prophets and Poets • Margaret Oliphant
... folk sometimes return to earth, do they?" "They do," replied the monk; "if God so will." "Oh!" said Ferondo; "if I ever return, I will be the best husband in the world; never will I beat her or scold her, save for the wine that she has sent me this morning, and also for sending me never a candle, so that I have had perforce to eat in the dark." "Nay," said the monk, "she sent them, but they were burned at the masses." "Oh!" said Ferondo, "I doubt not you say true; and, of a ...
— The Decameron, Volume I • Giovanni Boccaccio
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