Phrases with "call"

Jack London They call it “cinching” in prison lingo. The Star Rover by Jack London [1915]

George Gissing One might push the printing branch of the business—and have dark rooms for amateurs—and hit on a new hand-camera—and perhaps even start a paper, call it Camera Notes, or something of that kind. The Whirlpool by George Gissing [1896]

As to anything he told a woman, she’d no call to trouble herself about whether it would be done or not. Robbery Under Arms by Rolf Boldrewood

Arthur Conan Doyle Still, it might be worth while to call Holmes’s attention to it. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle [1892]

Mark Twain The farthest I can go in that direction is to call them by names of limited reverence — names merely descriptive, never unkind, never offensive, never tainted by harsh feeling. Is Shakespeare Dead? by Mark Twain

G. K. Chesterton My brother and I used to play with planchette, or what the Americans call the ouija board; but we were among the few, I imagine, who played in a mere spirit of play. Autobiography by G. K. Chesterton [1936]

I cannot just call the name to mind in the English tongue. Ketira the Gypsy by Ellen Wood [1876]

Robert Louis Stevenson But of all unfortunates there is one creature (for I will not call him man) conspicuous in misfortune. Virginibus Puerisque by Robert Louis Stevenson

George Meredith She can’t make out how I come to call at her house and know her first. Rhoda Fleming by George Meredith [1865]

Charles Dickens Do I excuse her for it? No. Have I ever excused her for it? Not I. What do I call her for it? I call her probably the very worst woman that ever lived in the world, except my drunken grandmother. Hard Times by Charles Dickens [1854]

Wilkie Collins I call them My Spinsters; and the one industrious object of my idle existence is to help them to a matrimonial settlement in life. My Miscellanies by Wilkie Collins [1863]

His schoolmaster, angry at what he chose to call “disobedience” on the excuse of a “pretended” illness, told the boy to put out his left hand. Two Years Before the Mast by Richard Henry Dana [1840]

Thomas Carlyle Hunger-stricken asphyxied hearts, which have nourished themselves on what they call religions, Christian religions. Latter-Day Pamphlets by Thomas Carlyle

Henry James That was in fine how he so constantly felt her as allowing for him; he couldn’t on the whole call it anything else. The Beast in the Jungle by Henry James [1903]

M. P. Shiel Over there they call being in choky, ‘etre au violon,’ so just suited poor Josef with viol. The Lost Viol by M. P. Shiel [1905]

Ford Madox Ford No, I oughtn’t to call him a swine after eating his dinner. Some Do Not . . . by Ford Madox Ford [1924]

Suddenly he began to call out to someone: “Go down . Romance by Joseph Conrad and Ford Madox Ford [1903]

Robert Green Ingersoll He knew that what we call death was but the eternal opening of the golden gates of everlasting joy; and it took no heroism to face a death that was simply eternal life. Lectures by Robert Green Ingersoll

Anthony Trollope You would think of nothing but what you call your own dignity; I will not give up my own happiness, and, I firmly believe his, too, for anything so empty. The Kellys and the O’Kellys by Anthony Trollope

Francis Bacon I call it regulation of motion when one body meeting another impedes, repels, admits or directs its spontaneous motion. The New Organon by Francis Bacon [1620]

Arthur Machen The old people did use to call it Ffynnon Teilo; it was Saint Teilo’s Well, they did say. The Terror by Arthur Machen

G. K. Chesterton He had tried three times, he pathetically declared, to call himself Nogglewop and in each case his voice had failed through emotion. Four Faultless Felons by G. K. Chesterton [1930]

Anatole France After long fierce centuries a divine man made his appearance: the Greeks call him Prometheus. It cannot be doubted that this sage had intercourse in the homes of the Nymphs with the Salamander folks. At the Sign of the Reine Pédauque by Anatole France

Say; ‘I am only bidden to serve God and not to associate any with Him; on Him I call and to Him is my recourse. The Qur'an by translated by E. H. Palmer

Wilkie Collins Reverting to the letters of the alphabet, let me call him Mr. B. Once more, I noticed that our host and hostess started when they saw him enter the room alone. The Two Destinies by Wilkie Collins [1876]

James Joyce Pom. Wallop. Seems to be what you call yashmak or I mean kismet. Ulysses by James Joyce [1922]

Joseph Furphy Now I’ll show you how you’ll fetch his place”— Moriarty began drawing a diagram on the ground with a stick —“You go through the Red Gate — we’ll call this the gate. Such is Life by Joseph Furphy

Guy de Maupassan She went away, threatening to call the police. The Donkey by Guy de Maupassan

They call me a muff, I know, but I cannot help my thoughts. A Hunt by Moonlight by Ellen Wood [1868]

Robert Green Ingersoll We have, I say, what they call the Christian religion, and, I find, just in proportion that nations have been religious, just in the proportion they have gone back to barbarism. Lectures by Robert Green Ingersoll

On arriving in England on February 9th her first concern was to call on Lady Stisted and Miss Stisted, in order to “acquaint them with the circumstances of her husband’s death and her intentions. The Life of Sir Richard Burton by Thomas Wrigh

Virginia Woolf We both come of what, in this hybrid age when, though birth is mixed, classes still remain fixed, it is convenient to call the educated class. Three Guineas by Virginia Woolf [1938]

He would dabble in far more deadly methods, the compulsion of a fiery nature over the limp things that men call their minds. The Three Hostages by John Buchan [1924]

Ralph Waldo Emerson Adam called his house, heaven and earth; Caesar called his house, Rome; you perhaps call yours, a cobler’s trade; a hundred acres of ploughed land; or a scholar’s garret. Nature by Ralph Waldo Emerson [1836]

Oh, this place! No wonder they call it ‘Hell’s Gates’. For the term of his natural life by Marcus Clarke [1874]

Every time she goes to sea she makes a pied-de-nez, what you call thumb to the nose, to all your English cruisers. The Rover by Joseph Conrad [1923]

G. K. Chesterton Those curious people who think the truth a thing that can be said violently and with ease, might naturally call Browning a snob. Robert Browning by G. K. Chesterton [1903]

D. H. Lawrence Immediately, in valediction, he began to call up the old days, when they had romped and played so boisterously, dances, and wild charades, and all mad games. A Modern Lover by D. H. Lawrence [1933]

George Gissing Is he not all spirit, rightly understood? For to him the body with its energies is but manifestation of that something invisible which we call human soul. Thyrza by George Gissing [1887]

Arthur Conan Doyle Do I know why Tom Donahue is called “Lucky Tom?” Yes; I do; and that is more than one in ten of those who call him so can say. The Mystery of Sasassa Valley by Arthur Conan Doyle

D. H. Lawrence For in the tomb he had slipped that noose which we call care. The Man Who Died by D. H. Lawrence

D. H. Lawrence They understood and answered the call outside. The Rainbow by D. H. Lawrence

It was frequent matter for veiled humorous reference at the table that he had been to call again, at which Dora would look very stiff and dignified, and have to be coaxed back into the conversation. The Imperialist by Sara Jeannette Duncan [1904]

F. Scott Fitzgerald When we came into the station he was next to me, and his white shirt-front pressed against my arm, and so I told him I’d have to call a policeman, but he knew I lied. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Anthony Trollope The first thing that I do therefore is to call upon you to relinquish your claim. Castle Richmond by Anthony Trollope

Joseph Furphy Altogether, there was a marked diminution of what we call febrile symptoms; and, better still, he had managed to turn himself over since I left him. Such is Life by Joseph Furphy

Theodore Dreiser You don’t want to forget that an election is comin’ along in November. I’m wonderin’ if I ought to call in that one hundred thousand dollars. The Financier by Theodore Dreiser

James Joyce Well. And the tephilim no what’s this they call it poor papa’s father had on his door to touch. Ulysses by James Joyce [1922]

The call is clear, and not to be mistaken. The Household Wreck by Thomas De Quincey [1838]

E. F. Benson And Bridge surely, with its call both on prudence and enterprise, is a sufficiently good game to play for love: for love of Bridge. Let us set an example. Trouble for Lucia by E. F. Benson [1939]

Anthony Trollope That’s what I call a great bore. Marion Fay by Anthony Trollope [1882]

Henry Kingsley Lord Welter always used to call her Lady Welter; so they all called her Lady Welter too, and treated her as though she were. Ravenshoe by Henry Kingsley [1861]

E. Phillips Oppenheim I have seen society papers which have gone so far as to call her the most beautiful woman in England. A royal prince, they say, has shared in her favours. The Amazing Judgment by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1897]

Walter Scott It has cost me but little trouble to attain it, yet I would gladly hope that the labour I have taken in that matter may convince you of my real desire to call you friend. Count Robert of Paris by Walter Scott [1832]

He strove to impose his determination upon the Zulu, but he could not pass beyond the gate which he had succeeded in reaching; he could not call the other back through it. Shadows of Ecstasy by Charles Williams

H.P. Lovecraft He did not call again, but I went daily to see him. The Thing on the Doorstep by H.P. Lovecraft [1933]

George Meredith I wish I could have spent more time in Ireland. As it is, I like Irishmen so well that if the whole land were in revolt I should never call it the enemy’s country. Celt and Saxon by George Meredith [1910]

Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch You see when Zeb was born, an’ the time runnin’ on for his christ’nin’, Rachel an’ me puzzled for days what to call en. I Saw Three Ships by Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch [1893]

Edith Wharton I suppose I haven’t got what people in your crowd call pride; anyhow, the kind I have got don’t count at a time like this. The Gods Arrive by Edith Wharton [1932]

Jonathan Swif I had just time to desire Lord Forbes1 to call at my lodging and order my man to send my things to-day to Windsor by his servant. The Journal to Stella by Jonathan Swif

Arnold Bennett Would he call in at the dining-room, or would he come to the bedroom in search of her? He did not stop at the dining-room. Hilda Lessways by Arnold Bennett [1911]

Her grandmother had written to Owen, asking him to call upon her, and had said to the girl, before he came, “Now, perhaps I shall send for you, but until then remain in your room. An Engagement by Ella D'Arcy [1896]

Henry James That’s what they happen to call your state of mind. Eugene Pickering by Henry James [1874]

He would also call Felix Rolleston, a friend of the prisoners, to prove that the prisoner was not in the habit of wearing rings, and frequently expressed his detestation of such a custom. The Mystery of a Hansom Cab by Fergus Hume

Then it struck Dan, as it was yet too early to call on Lord Curberry, that he might indulge in a little fly. The Mystery Queen by Fergus Hume

George Gissing What we call love is mere turmoil. New Grub Street by George Gissing [1891]

Ralph Waldo Emerson The world is young: the former great men call to us affectionately. Representative Men by Ralph Waldo Emerson [1850]

We men are their slaves, in reality, though they call us their lords; we work for them, endure hardships for them, give them all that we can of wealth, luxury, ease. Unveiling a Parallel by Alice Ilgenfritz Jones and Ella Merchant [1893]

Jack London The king, Raa Kook, is at least six inches above six feet, and though he would weigh fully three hundred pounds, is so equitably proportioned that one could not call him fat. The Star Rover by Jack London [1915]

Andrew Lang The first thing he did was to call all his relations together, and ask them if they would come with him and make war on the people of a neighbouring village. The Brown Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

W. H. Hudson Seeing how little we know of natural forces, it may be that what we call light in such a case is eye speaking to eye — an emanation from the window of one brain into the window of another. Idle Days in Patagonia by W. H. Hudson

In the first place I demand the instant suppression of monsieur; I know you well enough for you to call me by my name and speak in the language of intimates. Mademoiselle de Maupin by Théophile Gautier [1835]

T. H. Huxley It is one that, for want of a better name, has been called “spontaneous variation;” which means that when we do not know anything about the cause of phenomena, we call it spontaneous. Essays by T. H. Huxley

Thomas Hardy Despite her shyness and awe of him she had almost made up her mind to call when, just at dusk on that October evening, somebody came to the door and asked for her. The Romantic Adventures of a Milkmaid by Thomas Hardy

Theodore Dreiser At the downtown end of the line, one of the officers went to call up his station and report the trouble. Sister Carrie by Theodore Dreiser

Theodore Dreiser Jennie proposed to call every day, and she thought that sometimes, when Lester was out of town, Vesta might be brought to the apartment. Jennie Gerhardt by Theodore Dreiser

They pulled up at the police station and then Gentry Wardle asked if Larose would like him to call back later. The Judgment of Larose by Arthur Gask [1934]

Abraham Merri What I call the Dweller may be one of the results of this science. The Moon Pool by Abraham Merri

H.P. Lovecraft When I call on you tomorrow Charles will have escaped. The Case of Charles Dexter Ward by H.P. Lovecraft [1927]

George Meredith After all, in many cases, it is what they call ‘racy idiom. Sandra Belloni by George Meredith [1887]

George Meredith Through what they call sympathy, and that’s inexplicable. The Egoist by George Meredith [1879]

This is Wednesday: suppose you call on Friday. Will you?” “Oh, I shall be only too glad. Anne by Ellen Wood [1876]

Ye have heard, maybe, of the young lord of Boarstall, him they call Simon Rede, him that has been fighting overseas ever since his beard sprouted. The Blanket of the Dark by John Buchan [1931]

G. K. Chesterton He had found the thing which the modern people call Impressionism, which is another name for that final scepticism which can find no floor to the universe. The Man Who Was Thursday by G. K. Chesterton

Anthony Trollope But Britain would be ruined if Britons did not do their duty in that sphere of life to which it had pleased God to call them; and in this case his duty was to maintain the old order of things. Cousin Henry by Anthony Trollope [1879]

Jack London The “soul-snatchers” (as these men call all religious propagandists), should study the physiological basis of psychology a little, if they wish to make their efforts more effective. The People of the Abyss by Jack London [1903]

Edith Wharton Alarmed at his disorder, Odo stood irresolute whether to call for help; but as he hesitated the Duke feebly drew from his bosom a gold key attached to a slender Venetian chain. The Valley of Decision by Edith Wharton [1902]

The old lady began with a few inquiries after the mutual acquaintance in England who had sent him to call upon her, and Owen replied suitably, while taking stock of her personality. An Engagement by Ella D'Arcy [1896]

You would not call it a sad world. East Lynne by Ellen Wood [1861]

The French call it “l’enfant perdu. Wanderings in South America by Charles Waterton [1825]

Henry James What might he call it? It had been more than civility and yet it had been less than devotion. Roderick Hudson by Henry James [1875]

Theodore Dreiser The banks are going to call their loans unless some arrangement can be made to prevent them. The Financier by Theodore Dreiser

G. K. Chesterton I am very proud of what people call priestcraft; since even that accidental term of abuse preserves the mediaeval truth that a priest, like every other man, ought to be a craftsman. Autobiography by G. K. Chesterton [1936]

I trembled lest he should send me to call her; but I was spared the pain of being the first proclamation of her flight. Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte [1847]

Henry Handel Richardson I really must call her over the coals. The End of a Childhood by Henry Handel Richardson

What we call acts of cognition are evidently realized through what we call brains and their events, whether there be ‘souls’ dynamically connected with the brains or not. The Meaning of Truth by William James

Rudyard Kipling Tarrion came from goodness knows where — all away and away in some forsaken part of Central India, where they call Pachmari a “Sanitarium,” and drive behind trotting bullocks, I believe. Plain Tales from the Hills by Rudyard Kipling [1888]

Benjamin Disraeli I think you have insulted me in a most disgraceful manner, and I positively must call you out, unless you promise to dine at my rooms with me to-morrow, to meet De Boeffleurs.” “I cannot. Vivian Grey by Benjamin Disraeli [1827]

You may imagine she did not stop to call her maid to dress it before she started . A Set of Six by Joseph Conrad [1908]

Sigmund Freud Some of them are dreams of hysterical subjects, which therefore call for a long preliminary statement, and in some passages an examination of the psychic processes occurring in hysteria. The Interpretation of Dreams by Sigmund Freud [1911]

Rudyard Kipling Later, at that bad hour when the cattle wake for a little, he remembered her in other aspects and went down into the hell appointed; desolate, desiring, with no God to call upon. A Diversity of Creatures by Rudyard Kipling [1917]

Elizabeth Gaskell As soon as they saw Mr. Thornton, they set up a yell — to call it not human is nothing — it was as the demoniac desire of some terrible wild beast for the food that is withheld from his ravening. North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell [1854]

Half an hour later Burton complained that there was no air, and Lady Burton, again thoroughly alarmed, rose to call in Dr. Baker once more. The Life of Sir Richard Burton by Thomas Wrigh

Rudyard Kipling Tell me those hands belong to a blighted Portugee manual labourist and I won’t call you a liar, but I’ll say you an’ the Admiralty are pretty much unique in your statements. Traffics and Discoveries by Rudyard Kipling [1904]

The temperature in there was just about the kind mentioned in the cooking recipes that call for a quick oven. Roads of Destiny by O. Henry [1909]

Sir Walter Scott O Dudley! I have been ill! — very ill, since we last met! — for I call not this morning’s horrible vision a meeting. Kenilworth by Sir Walter Scott [1821]

A faithful lass you’d call her, and I’m thinking you’d be right. The Ghost Ship by Richard Middleton

What does he care if my heart break? I call for spade and horse and hound That we may harry him. Collected Poems by William Butler Yeats

Anthony Trollope Of course it would follow that I shouldn’t be able to call you one. The Landleaguers by Anthony Trollope [1883]

Arthur Machen He has vowed that he is not Orpheus but Caliban. But the beasts also have within them something which corresponds to the spiritual quality in men — we are content to call it instinct. The Terror by Arthur Machen

Victor Hugo When is this to end? Who is there? To arms! Corporal, call out the guard! Another bang! What have you brought me, thief! Don’t you see it is thirsty? Come! the little one must have a drink. The Man Who Laughs by Victor Hugo [1869]

Caroline Lamb You call him Viviani, do you?—whilst I live, I never shall forget Viviani 1” Cards, billiards and music, were the usual nightly occupations. Glenarvon by Caroline Lamb [1816]

E. Phillips Oppenheim It was true that he could not call upon them, and he had no idea where else to look for these people, who, for some mysterious reason, seemed to be doing all that they could to avoid his acquaintance. Mysterious Mr. Sabin by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1898]

H.P. Lovecraft To call it a dull wail, a doom-dragged whine, or a hopeless howl of chorused anguish and stricken flesh without mind would be to miss its quintessential loathsomeness and soul-sickening overtones. The Case of Charles Dexter Ward by H.P. Lovecraft [1927]

Rudyard Kipling He, whoever he was, was trying to call me by name, but his voice was no more than a husky whisper. Life’s Handicap by Rudyard Kipling [1891]

George Meredith This is to be what you call a coquette. Rhoda Fleming by George Meredith [1865]

Robert Green Ingersoll When a great general wins a battle by what they call strategy, we build monuments to him. On Skulls by Robert Green Ingersoll

H. Rider Haggard It was in one of the worst of these fits, her “cloudy days” as she would call them to Pigott, that good news found her. Dawn by H. Rider Haggard

Ford Madox Ford All but! Effleurer, the French call it . No More Parades by Ford Madox Ford [1925]

Will you leave a message? Or will you call back, perhaps? They’ll like as not arrive back this afternoon. The Singing Sands by Josephine Tey [1952]

George Gissing He did not cross the way to call upon Eve: the thought of speaking with her on the doorstep of a lodging-house proved intolerable. Eve's Ransom by George Gissing [1894]

Anthony Trollope Her mother had been induced to call him a scamp, and to give as her reason for doing so an account of a transaction which was altogether false, though she no doubt had believed it to be true. Mr. Scarborough's Family by Anthony Trollope [1883]

From this terrace, if one may so call it, we passed on to another, the approach to which was guarded by two magnificent bronze lions. Dr Nikola Returns by Guy Boothby [1896]

And when you run down what you call the middle-classes that do three-quarters of the world’s work and keep the machine going and the working man in a job, then I tell you you’re talking havers. Huntingtower by John Buchan [1922]

Sidney Colvin Within a few days of Hunt’s release, Clarke walked in from Enfield to call on him (presumably at the lodging he occupied at this time in the Edgware Road). Keats by Sidney Colvin [1887]

To call this scene beautiful would be a strange abuse of terms, for it is altogether composed of sights and sounds of terror. Domestic Manners of the Americans by Fanny Trollope

Anthony Trollope He was, however, to dine with him on the following day, and would call in Bolton Street as soon as possible after that interview. The Claverings by Anthony Trollope

D. H. Lawrence But I don’t see why you should call it disinterested. Kangaroo by D. H. Lawrence

Charles Dickens Besides them three gentlemen that I have named, I don’t call to mind another since about eleven o’clock, when a stranger asked for you. Great Expectations by Charles Dickens [1860]

I call this Sir Philip milk and water. Shirley by Charlotte Bronte [1849]

Then he continued angrily: “If so, I think I shall have to call upon him. The Childerbridge Mystery by Guy Boothby [1902]

Guy de Maupassan If I can be of any use to you, do not hesitate to call on me. The Patron by Guy de Maupassan

But at this time of night and season of the year there was no call for any one to be trespassing on our preserves. Prester John by John Buchan

D. H. Lawrence He felt like a corpse that is inhabited with just enough life to make it appear as any other of the spectral, unliving beings which we call people in our dead language. The Rainbow by D. H. Lawrence

Andrew Lang Natives call these objects their kin, ‘of one flesh’ with them. Custom and Myth by Andrew Lang

George Gissing Well now, I was going to say that I shall probably call upon Mrs. Jacox.’ He paused, and gave the listener a stern look, forbidding misconstruction. Born in Exile by George Gissing [1891]

Bram Stoker So, on her renewing her promise to call me if she should want anything, I lay on the sofa, and forgot all about everything. Dracula by Bram Stoker [1897]

It might be that she was wishing to bestow some slight mark of her favour upon the old lady before death should claim her: and she deemed that the honour of a call would effect this. A Tale of Sin by Ellen Wood [1870]

I have no more influence with him, and can no more affect his doings, or what you call his fate — and, to say the truth, care about them no more than the child unborn. Wylder’s Hand by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

James Joyce Out of my name you call me, Leelander. But in my shelter you’ll miss me. Finnegans Wake by James Joyce

Rafael Sabatini To-night as he paced under the moon a stealthy shadow crept up the companion to call him gently by his English name — “Sir Oliver!” He started as if a ghost had suddenly leapt up to greet him. The Sea Hawk by Rafael Sabatini

It was useless to call up his old carelessness; he had suddenly dropped into a new world where old proverbs did not apply. The Watcher by the Threshold by John Buchan [1900]

Mr. Huxley was most uneasy a minute or two ago, when Grace went out to call you in. The Lonely House by Arthur Gask [1929]

Anthony Trollope Now, I call that a confounded shame. Phineas Finn by Anthony Trollope

Bram Stoker To such, there are two passions that are inexhaustible and insatiablevanity and that which they are pleased to call love. The Lair of the White Worm by Bram Stoker [1911]

H. G. Wells The frantic efforts of Prague, London and Paris to call a halt were temporarily successful. The Shape of Things to Come by H. G. Wells [1933]

Walter Scott This creature’s confiding purity — call her angel or woman, as you will — makes my practices appear too vile, even in my own eyes. The Surgeon’s Daughter by Walter Scott [1827]

We followed a narrow shelf on its left side (or ‘true right’, as mountaineers would call it) until we could go no farther. Prester John by John Buchan

R. D. Blackmore Only you must be careful for the future never to call me ‘father. Mary Anerley by R. D. Blackmore [1880]

Her right course would have been to call in some competent person; but she thought she was competent. The Life of Sir Richard Burton by Thomas Wrigh

Walter Scott The minstrel arose respectfully, and from the manner in which he paid his compliments, seemed, if he had not expected this call of enquiry, at least to be in no degree surprised at it. Castle Dangerous by Walter Scott [1832]

Anthony Trollope I have added a postscript—a codicil they call it—saying that you, and you only, know who is her eldest child. Doctor Thorne by Anthony Trollope

Radclyffe Hall Yes, she had only to call, and yet — would she ever be cruel enough to call Mary? Her mind recoiled at that word; why cruel? She and Mary loved and needed each other. The Well of Loneliness by Radclyffe Hall

It isn’t very wise to call me up like this. The Secret Agent by Joseph Conrad [1907]

Is his heart in what he says? does he shed a tear? does he employ one impassioned expression? he calls on God, — while I call only on you. Melmoth the Wanderer by Charles Maturin [1820]

It was not natural to her to be gentle and tender, to be beneficent, compassionate, and kind, as it is to the women we are accustomed to call “good. John Marchmont’s Legacy by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1862]

Why, they are what you call my camouflage, and a very good one too. Mr. Standfast by John Buchan [1919]

Frederick Marryat However, I shall be close at hand if you want me, and Oswald will always call and see how you get on. Children of the New Forest by Frederick Marryat [1847]

R. D. Blackmore My business is a random and up-and-down one, but no one can call it disreputable; and if you went against it, I would throw it up. Mary Anerley by R. D. Blackmore [1880]

Walter Scott I believe, in my soul, you would run with a piece of the egg-shell on your head like the curlews, which (I would we were after them again) we used to call whaups in the Halidome and its neighbourhood. The Abbot by Walter Scott [1820]

We call it vanity at least; perhaps unjustly. The Ebb-Tide by Robert Louis Stevenson and Lloyd Osbourne

Edgar Allan Poe If we dwell on one more than the other, we have also a right to call one short, because it is short in relation to the other. The Rationale of Verse by Edgar Allan Poe [1848]

E. F. Benson I’ll call to you over the garden-paling tomorrow if anything happens. Mapp and Lucia by E. F. Benson [1931]

It may not unjustly be called a novel without a plot, so far as this touches the adroit succession of incidents and the interdependence of parts, which we call “plot. A Study of Hawthorne by G. P. Lathrop [1876]

It was the fashion among the old-fashioned farmers on the high-veld to drive the cattle down into the bush-veld — which they call the winter-veld — for winter pasture. Prester John by John Buchan

George Meredith This quack of a major in the army’s to call tomorrow. Rhoda Fleming by George Meredith [1865]

Margaret Oliphant Some say it is a sign the head of the house is coming—some that it is a call to him to come and meet—Dear me, there is Oona calling. The Wizard's Son by Margaret Oliphant [1882]

Anthony Trollope In some distant parts of the world it may be that an Englishman acknowledges his permanent resting place; but there are many others in which he will not call his daily house, his home. Tales of all countries by Anthony Trollope

Bram Stoker When Lucy, I call the thing that was before us Lucy because it bore her shape, saw us she drew back with an angry snarl, such as a cat gives when taken unawares, then her eyes ranged over us. Dracula by Bram Stoker [1897]

Rudyard Kipling It is said that the rock on which the Fort stands is four miles in circuit, but no man yet has dared to estimate the size of the city that they call the Palace, or the mileage of its ways. Letters of Marque by Rudyard Kipling [1891]

They call themselves by various names, to excite passions suitable to the names they bear. Melmoth the Wanderer by Charles Maturin [1820]

Ford Madox Ford And at Nauheim she and Edward had always gone up to the Casino alone in the evenings — at any rate, whenever Florence did not call for his attendance. The Good Soldier by Ford Madox Ford

I shall never call them anything else. Serge Panine by Georges Ohnet [1881]

Thomas Hardy Now and then Viviette’s impulsive affection would overcome her sense of risk, and she would press Swithin to call on her at all costs. Two on a Tower by Thomas Hardy [1895]

He returned my own gaze steadily, searchingly, and then, breaking into a slight laugh, resumed:— “You call my word ‘Pythoness’ affected. A Strange Story by Edward Bulwer-Lytton [1862]

Thomas Hardy It would therefore be useless to call at Farfrae’s house till very late. The Mayor of Casterbridge by Thomas Hardy

H. G. Wells I do not wish to call in question the accounts the masters of psycho-analysis give us of the awakening of sexual consciousness in the children they have studied. An Experiment in Autobiography by H. G. Wells

Theodore Dreiser Listen equally carefully to Mr. Cowperwood when we call him to testify. The Financier by Theodore Dreiser

I give you my word that you shall not be hurt, provided that you do not attempt to escape or to call for help. My Strangest Case by Guy Boothby [1901]

Louisa May Alcott I’ve known it long enough to lose my dread and be happy working for those I love, and don’t call yourself old — forty is the prime of life. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott [1868]

Theodore Dreiser Hurstwood wrote her one morning, asking her to meet him in Jefferson Park, Monroe Street. He did not consider it policy to call any more, even when Drouet was at home. Sister Carrie by Theodore Dreiser

What time shall I call you back?’ ‘Well, you ought to be there at a quarter to three, and leaving an hour clear — four o’clock, perhaps. To Love and Be Wise by Josephine Tey [1950]

So we are wont to call divers things and qualities and discourses, and even men themselves, divine. Essays and Miscellanies by Plutarch

Sinclair Lewis Yet he never failed when he was dining alone to wish that he was to call on a girl who was worth calling on. Moths in the Arc Light by Sinclair Lewis

H. G. Wells Last Thursday X 2, for so we call her, was done and I took her down the Thames and went out nearly to Texel for a trial of speed. Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells [1909]

The philosophers, when they would give drunkenness a vile name, call it doting by wine. Symposiacs by Plutarch

Baldwin Spencer My Allira call my Ungaraitcha and Quitia, that is, my elder and younger sisters, Uwinna. That is, Appungerta women are Uwinna to Panunga men and women. The Native Tribes of Central Australia by Baldwin Spencer

D. H. Lawrence We used to call them thistle things ‘angels’ as wafts about. The Rainbow by D. H. Lawrence

Charles Kingsley Next morning Mark started with Tom to call on Elsley, chatting and puffing all the way. Two Years Ago by Charles Kingsley

The doctor may call it atrophy, but I will call it what the Scripture calls it, a broken and a wounded spirit. Phantom Fortune by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1883]

Rudyard Kipling It’s a queer country, let alone minin’, for the hill is full of those natural caves, an’ the rivers an’ the becks drops into what they call pot-holes, an’ come out again miles away. Life’s Handicap by Rudyard Kipling [1891]

Edgar Allan Poe What we call “death,” is but the painful metamorphosis. Tales of Science by Edgar Allan Poe

Virginia Woolf Some gilded fly — some Harry, Dick; call him what you will. Between the Acts by Virginia Woolf [1941]

Ivan Turgenev They discovered an echo, and began to call to it; sang songs, hallooed, wrestled, broke up dry twigs, decked their hats with fern, and even danced. The Torrents of Spring by Ivan Turgenev [1872]

Arnold Bennett The shy niece was enchantingly constrained upon being introduced to Edwin, whom she was enjoined to call uncle. These Twain by Arnold Bennett [1916]

George Gissing So, as if disappointed in a call at Mr. Barfoot’s, she descended the stairs and issued into the street. The Odd Women by George Gissing [1892]

Rudyard Kipling Scutt, ye naygur-folk! There’s a Sahib come to call on me, an’ that’s more than he’ll iver do for you onless you run! Get out, an’ go on pilin’ up the earth, quick, till sundown. Soldiers Three by Rudyard Kipling [1899]

Olaf Stapledon And there also he saw, much as a man on his death-bed may remember an incident of his childhood, the moment of history which we call present. Death into Life by Olaf Stapledon

Thomas Hobbes The original of them all is that which we call sense, (for there is no conception in a man's mind which hath not at first, totally or by parts, been begotten upon the organs of sense). Leviathan by Thomas Hobbes

H.P. Lovecraft Next year I may be dwelling in the Egypt which you call ancient, or in the cruel empire of Tsan Chan which is to come three thousand years hence. Beyond the Wall of Sleep by H.P. Lovecraft [1919]