It has fifty millions of inhabitants, and as the colour of the Filthy Pool does
not wash off, they all look exactly alike."
Fantastic Fables
Her eyes (equally well preserved) were of that hard light blue color which wears well, and does
not wash out when tried by the test of tears.
My Ladys Money
"Valdez throw away yellow silk, and I take for my arrows so rain
not wash off poison.
Tom Swift In The Land Of Wonders
"Why
not wash? That is not cleanly," said Prince Andrew; "on the contrary one must try to make one's life as pleasant as possible.
War and Peace
May I
not wash in them and be clean?" But some of my readers have forgotten who Naaman was, long ago.
The Innocents Abroad
"
Not wash? Oh, I'm afraid you are a very badly brought-up little girl--oh, leave me alone--I must run--"
Elizabeth and her German Garden
He had his shroud on, and all about him smelt of the sepulchre A butt of sack will
not wash it out of my memory.''
Ivanhoe
But no matter now, for after all a wetting will
not wash the skin away, and what must be, must.
The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood
Hale could
not wash his hands of the blood with which they were dyed.
Moon Face and Other Stories
Remember, the stuff does
not wash away.' She shook with laughter till her bracelets and anklets jingled.
Kim
Achilles is not quite invulnerable; the sacred waters did
not wash the heel by which Thetis held him.
Essays First Series
It appeared afterwards that the duke had sworn that if they had
not washed him as they had Don Quixote he would have punished them for their impudence, which they adroitly atoned for by soaping him as well.
Don Quixote
A few strange faces in the streets; a few other faces, half strange and half familiar, once the faces of Cloisterham children, now the faces of men and women who come back from the outer world at long intervals to find the city wonderfully shrunken in size, as if it had
not washed by any means well in the meanwhile.
The Mystery of Edwin Drood
In and out among vessels that seemed to have got ashore, and houses that seemed to have got afloat--among bow-splits staring into windows, and windows staring into ships--the wheels rolled on, until they stopped at a dark corner, river-washed and otherwise
not washed at all, where the boy alighted and opened the door.
Our Mutual Friend
They all looked very much travel-stained, and would have had the dust of many countries on their shoes, if the streams, through which they waded, had
not washed it all away.
Tanglewood Tales