First the blind, then the deaf and the dumb, then the halt and the lame—and so on.

There were dozens, perhaps hundreds, of them; I am not deaf.

A blind man can form no notion of colours; a deaf man of sounds.

Vargrave was talking to the deaf; what cared Maltravers for the world?

Man-like, hot with the ardor of the chase, he was deaf and blind to all else.

Amazement possessed her that the world could be so full of joy to which she had long been deaf.

But they, deaf alike to the song and the sorcery, rowed harder than ever.

But it was too late; Lady Anne was deaf and blind with passion.

A deaf person had heard, a mute had spoken, a consumptive had revived!

But you, my dear Olivia, will not be deaf to the warning voice of common sense.