1 I never heard a voice I hated so.
2 He had for the moment mistaken me for the man he hated.
3 Less difficult it was to guess whom he hated than whom he did not hate.
4 Less difficult it was to guess whom he hated than whom he did not hate.
5 Thomas Mugridge backed away, glaring as hatefully and viciously as I glared.
6 For I had come to see a malignant devil in him which impelled him to hate all the world.
7 There is not a man aboard but hates or fears him, nor is there a man whom he does not despise.
8 Not only does Thomas Mugridge continue to hate me, but he has discovered a new reason for hating me.
9 Not only does Thomas Mugridge continue to hate me, but he has discovered a new reason for hating me.
10 The sailors now crowded boldly aft, grinning and shuffling, to watch the pummelling of the hated Cockney.
11 I sometimes thought that he hated even himself, so grotesquely had life dealt with him, and so monstrously.
12 And as he said, it seemed God hated him too much to let him die, for he ultimately grew better and waxed more malignant than ever.
13 This was part of the attitude he chose to adopt toward me; and I confess, ere the day was done, that I hated him with more lively feelings than I had ever hated any one in my life before.