Shall we go nim a horse, Tom,—what dost think? […] Nim? yes, yes, yes, let's nim with all my heart; I see no harm in nimming, for my part; […] Were it my lord mayor's hourse—I'd nim it first. [...A horse] they stole, or, as they called it, nimmed, Just as the twilight all the landscape dimmed. […] What is most likely, is that both these elves Were, in like manner, halter-nimmed themselves.

The tune carried among the lanes and dwellings of the village, and naked feet pad-padded quickly up over dust and the grass; the audience distributed itself within and without the head-man's hut, and listened enrapt; and the head-man felt the glow of satisfaction that a London hostess feels when she has hired for money the most popular drawing-room entertainer of the day, and her guests condescend to enjoy, and not merely to exhibit themselves as blases.

A man dressed as a lab tech, his blue scrubs startlingly pale against the vivid red and black chaos, moved into sight from behind the SUV. He carried an assault rifle.

[…] when he came to climb some of Hammondsport's slantiest hills he found the pedalling as hard, if not harder, than walking.