1 But she awoke at night to hovering death.
2 Mrs. Dawson is going to be leader and the poor soul is frightened to death.
3 I suppose I'd be tickled to death if I was invited to sit in with that gang.
4 He speaks a vulgar, common, incorrect German of life and death and birth and the soil.
5 Well, of course, I'll be tickled to death to sell out my practise and go anywhere you say.
6 She saw the furniture as a circle of elderly judges, condemning her to death by smothering.
7 I'm a hawk; a tiny leashed hawk, pecked to death by these large, white, flabby, wormy hens.
8 She was like the revolutionist at fifty: not afraid of death, but bored by the probability of bad steaks and bad breaths and sitting up all night on windy barricades.
9 When Mrs. Dawson's coffee and angel's-food had helped them to recover from the depression caused by thoughts of Shakespeare's death they all told Carol that it was a pleasure to have her with them.
10 Therefore all men who succeed in painting in Paris or in finance in New York at last become weary of smart women, return to their native towns, assert that cities are vicious, marry their childhood sweethearts and, presumably, joyously abide in those towns until death.