"Fob" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... after consulting his gold repeater. "But I advise you to keep quiet and try to sleep," he added, returning his timepiece to his fob. ...
— For Woman's Love • Mrs. E. D. E. N. Southworth
... trumps. My dear friend, you are not in luck," said he to the prefect, and pulling up with an effort the white waistcoat covering his stomach, he slipped some louis which were on the table L931 into his fob; then bethinking himself, he added: "In fact, my poor fellow, you think yourself bound to keep us company. It is late and we have three leagues to cover from here to B. ...
— Monsieur, Madame and Bebe, Complete • Gustave Droz
... of havin' it putty soon. I can have it right off if you'll stay—must be 'most time." He pulled a great watch from its fob pocket and looked at it with absent eye. His gaze deepened. He looked up slowly. Then he smiled—a cheerful smile that took in Andy, the board with its scattered checkers, Juno on the lounge, and ...
— Uncle William - The Man Who Was Shif'less • Jennette Lee
... sex were sufferers from the same cause, while the "thimble-player" plied his trade and secured the attention of some countryman with "cash in his fob ...
— Fragments of Two Centuries - Glimpses of Country Life when George III. was King • Alfred Kingston
... were playing a perpetual game of peep-bo with that feature. He was dressed all in black, with boots as shiny as his eyes, a low white neckcloth, and a clean shirt with a frill to it. A gold watch-chain, and seals, depended from his fob. He carried his black kid gloves IN his hands, and not ON them; and as he spoke, thrust his wrists beneath his coat tails, with the air of a man who was in the habit of propounding ...
— The Pickwick Papers • Charles Dickens
... bed the lawyer sees, And takes the plaintiff's and defendant's fees. His fellow pick-purse, watching for a job, Fancies his fingers in the cully's fob. ...
— The Poems of Jonathan Swift, D.D., Volume I (of 2) • Jonathan Swift
... travelling cap tightly drawn about the ears, and round his neck a woollen comforter so voluminous that his head, though large (as I afterwards discovered), seemed a button set on top of it. I dare be sworn that he unbuttoned six overcoats before he reached his fob and ...
— Two Sides of the Face - Midwinter Tales • Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch |
