So after a cab ride to the airport rental agency, we escaped the fumes of Manhattan on an August Friday noon and joined the city escapees heading north.
Betsy's red-eye flight for Chicago left at seven and I kissed her as she stepped into her cab at the curb.
He would cab to the airport in the morning and return to California.
I didn't know if I'd catch a cab or a bus would hit me.
Reverend Humphries called me a cab after an early pancake breakfast he insisted on cooking.
It was dark by the time the cab dropped her off in front of the high rise where she shared an apartment with Logan.
The cab dropped her off, and she went to the side entrance to buzz in as Wynn directed in his text.
It was a late model 4 x 4 with an extended cab, exactly like the one in Rogers that she had been drooling over the last three months.
He was climbing out of the cab as she came around the front of the truck.
Hopping into the cab he turned the truck around, expertly backing the trailer into the spot she had indicated.
But I checked out the morning cab calls too.
Scrambling down out of the cab, she reached in the back for one of the boxes.
He selects for himself a staff of civilians (the cab-met du ministre), which is divided into bureaux for the despatch of business.
In some cases a driver owns his cab, but the majority of vehicles are let to drivers by owners, and the adjustment of terms between them has led to disputes from time to time.
A long-standing cause of complaint on the part of the public has been the common refusal of cab-drivers to accept their legal fares, but, on the other hand, several attempts to introduce cabs with an automatic taximeter failed, until the introduction of motor cabs, of which a few had already been plying for some time when in 1907 a large number, provided with taximeters, were put into service.
1~r,roLva), daughter of the emperor of Trebizond, Cab Johannes of the house of the Comneni; and Zenos wife was niece to this Christian princess.
Russians of the Lipovan sect live in exile in Bucharest and other cities, earning a livelihood as cab-drivers, and wearing the long coats and round caps of their countrymen.
For a good many years I drew a public cab in Chicago, and that's enough to make anyone skinny.
The cab-horse, who was browsing near, lifted his head with a sigh.
Just then they heard the big voice of Jim the cab-horse calling to them, and going to the doorway leading to the dome they found the Princess and a throng of her people had entered the House of the Sorcerer.
"Ha, ha!" chuckled the old cab-horse; "they're not 'Gurgles,' little maid; they're Gargoyles."
"No; you miss many pleasures," remarked the cab-horse, pityingly.
Now video is everywhere—on my phone, in my cab in New York, and in the elevator as I zoom to the fourteenth floor.
Pierre took an open cab intending to drive straight home.
When I want to see one of those big people I write a note: 'Princess So-and-So desires an interview with So and-So,' and then I take a cab and go myself two, three, or four times-- till I get what I want.
Without going home, Pierre took a cab and drove to see the Moscow commander-in-chief.
She had taken a cab and driven home by a side street and the cabman had told her that the people were breaking open the barrels at the drink store, having received orders to do so.
He hired the first cab he met and told the driver to go to the Patriarch's Ponds, where the widow Bazdeev's house was.