From the wave of sound words spattered out and up like spray.
Aunt Rosine had put a spray of lilac in her bonnet, "to enliven her mourning," as she said.
"Thank you very much," said Dan, shaking the spray from his coat.
I gave her a spray of lilac, I remember, and you gave her a franc.
Blinded as he was by the rain and spray, he could distinguish nothing.
If these two ...