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Updated: April 30, 2025
At any rate, Miss Bell was not sleeping to-night; she moved about restlessly, brushing imaginary ashes from the spotless hearth, staring absently into the fire, then recurring again and again to an item in the paper which she held: DIED. Kate Rider, in her twenty-fourth year, from injuries received in an accident. Miss Bell seemed to cringe before the words. Her face looked old and drawn.
And they raised their strident voices. In a few moments a man emerged from a shed of banana-leaves. He was a scraggy man very lightly clad and a violent squint handicapped him seriously in the matter of first impressions. When he saw Jocelyn he dropped his burden of wood and ran towards her. The African negro does not cringe. He is a proud man in his way.
Even whilst walking through the streets in company with another, he was not idle; for if his companion bowed to a white person, he would rebuke him, and observe that all men were born equal, and that he was surprised that any one would degrade himself by such conduct, that he would never cringe to the whites, nor ought any one who had the feelings of a man.
You saw in him only an amiable and lovable young man, who was to succeed the most virtuous and lovable of sovereigns, Victoria. You, Colonel Carvel, were not one to cringe to royalty. Out of respect for the just and lenient Sovereign, his mother, you did honor to the Prince.
Rakes, ruffians, bullies, parasites, fortune-hunters, adventurers, women who sell themselves, and men who cheat and cringe, pass before us in one incessant procession, crushing the weak, and making fools of the good. Such, says our author, is the way of Vanity Fair which we are warned to loathe and to shun.
Steady, quiet, hard-working folks are of no account. The Belfast men ask for nothing, and get it. They want no pecuniary aid, being used to self-help, and liking it best. Stiff in opinion, they know their own minds, and are accustomed to victory. They do not in turn threaten and complain and cringe and curse and fawn. They keep a level course and run on an even keel.
"So, prince," said the duchess, "this new gentleman of the king's is, it seems, a Nevile. When will Edward's high spirit cast off that hateful yoke?" Richard sighed and shook his head. The duchess, encouraged by these signs of sympathy, continued, "Your brother Clarence, Prince Richard, despises us, to cringe to the proud earl. But you "
You speak of the money as a favor, but it is merely an advance for a few weeks, and will be returned to you; yet because I desire to confer this inestimable gift upon you and your city, you expect me to cringe to you, and flatter you, as if I were a member of your own sycophantic league. I refuse to do anything of the kind, and yet, by God, I'll have the money!"
He paused; and as no reply was forthcoming, the sorcerer laughed scornfully. "Your blood becomes water! You cringe at the power of Amochol. But the red altar is not for you. Listen, dogs!
"'But you've got a certain spirit. You don't cringe." "Don't I?" "No!" he bellowed, "you don't." And when he saw that she didn't cringe, he laughed once more. "You live with Minnie Bauer?" "Yes, sir." "You have no father no mother?" "No, sir." "Burnt alive in a tenement fire, weren't they?" She answered with a great effort, and seemed upon the verge of tears, "Yes, sir."
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