"Mannikin" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... a white fur cap. At the same time some snow, loosened from the little body, fell down and took the shape of a pretty white garment. Then, suddenly, before they could open and shut their mouths, their snow mannikin was gone, and in his place stood the daintiest, prettiest little maiden they ...
— Edmund Dulac's Fairy-Book - Fairy Tales of the Allied Nations • Edmund Dulac
... is here much less striking than sureness of touch, outlined figures drawn between the age of five and ten displaying remarkable precision and point, each line of the silhouette telling. At six he celebrated his first school prize with an illustrated letter, two portraits and a mannikin ...
— In the Heart of the Vosges - And Other Sketches by a "Devious Traveller" • Matilda Betham-Edwards
... the princess, 'best let him a be. 'Tis a liberal mannikin, and still giveth more than ...
— The Cloister and the Hearth • Charles Reade
... not intoxicated!" said the mannikin, snappishly. "It is the fault of that vile bootjack—what sort of a thing is that you have brought?" added he in a rage ...
— Handy Andy, Vol. 2 - A Tale of Irish Life • Samuel Lover
... this morning, her spiked heels clicking along the marble floors of the lobby like typewriter keys. She wore a tailored gray suit that clung to her body with all the perfection and sexlessness of a window mannikin. In the elevator, shooting towards the executive offices on the 57th floor, Tom looked over at her and scratched his poorly-shaven cheeks ...
— Get Out of Our Skies! • E. K. Jarvis
... obliged to be content with the view through the keyhole, and to be glad of that. There he stood on the cold landing-place, with the autumn wind blowing down from the loft-hole: it was cold, very cold; but the little mannikin only felt that when the light in the room was extinguished, and the tones in the tree died away. Ha! then he shivered, and crept down again to his warm corner, where it ...
— What the Moon Saw: and Other Tales • Hans Christian Andersen
... stopped in front of the shooting galleries to criticize the shots and interested himself specially in a very simple game which consisted in throwing a big wooden ball into the open mouth of a mannikin carved and painted on ...
— Maupassant Original Short Stories (180), Complete • Guy de Maupassant |
