<Run, scamper, scurry, scuttle, scud, scour, pace, gallop, trot, lope, sprint, sweep>.

By ginger, I never saw two people sprint the way they did, 'cause I guess they thought pa was sure crazy, and would give the baby to the lions.

"I think it would be just as well for us to sprint along and find out.

For about five hundred yards the horse took a sprint that knocked off his cap and fairly took his breath away.

The old circus horse had started on a sudden and surprisingly swift sprint.

Already the fugitive was drawing near to busier Fourth Avenue; there he would be obliged to relax his pace; he could not sprint down that thoroughfare without attracting undue attention.

So I continued to sprint as fast as I could, leaving the bubble Reputation for other seekers, or for myself upon some other day and field.

Sportive wit, the Muses Merriment; a New Sprint of Drollery; Jovial Fancies, &c. 79.

Because, naturally, a chap doesn't want to have to sprint about country houses lugging jugs of orange juice, unless it is absolutely essential.

Then, heading for the gate, he put all he knew into one last sprint.

One night on the Alameda oyster-beds, I got ashore and headed back from the bay as fast as I could sprint.

Now that they were on a good pike road, some of them were disposed to sprint, particularly the fleet-footed Stage, who could far outrun Tug or any of the team.

Oh, the beauties!" One of the range horses was loosed for a fifty yard sprint and as he shot by, the mares swayed out in pursuit.

A sudden spirit of impishness made Jack Fyfe sprint.

No, he believed in the ditch idea, and put on a sprint to jump it.

"About a two-hundred yard sprint," I thought to myself.

That there dentist thought he could sprint.

'A last sprint.'

" They stood and watched the miserable Saunders tread gingerly up the filthy street, his knees crooking outwardly from time to time, his toes always touching the ground first, very much as if he were contemplating an instantaneous sprint in any direction but the one he was taking.

In the last mile dash Dr. Nicholls surreptitiously took his stop-watch from his pocket and timed the sprint.

Deacon thanked no coxswain to tell him how to row a race, when to sprint, when to dog along at a steady, swinging thirty; nor did he require advice on the pacing and general condition of a rival crew.

"I say, how you do sprint up these hills!" She turned.

"He can sprint fast enough now," said Rowcliffe's uncle.

A sprint along some two hundred yards of what had once been a road, with a stone wall (like a slab of gruyère now, alas) upon our right, and we should once more have the comfortable feeling one always enjoys in a "hot" village when there are houses upon either hand.

“Sprint for it hot,” he called very coolly, as though he were coaching me in a contest of the most amiable sort imaginable.