On went the Yankee ship with flying flag and bellying sails.
Wyn splashed bucket after bucket of water into the bellying sail.
He was off in a trice, and wading through the bellying smoke.
But the platform at the manhole entrance jutted diagonally below him, fifteen feet down and twelve along the bellying curve.
Hawtayne bent his weight upon the tiller, and crouched to see under the bellying sail.
The night breeze touched pale furry breasts, filled the bellying wings.
She carries no lights, and the ghostly outline of her bellying canvas is dimly silhouetted against the moonless sky.
We have reached blue water—crushed sapphire—and a little breeze is bellying the awning.
The Morning Post clacked like a bellying sail, then bore forward over an even keel.
He knew that the man was bellying away like a snake through the grass somewhere.