| 1. | Dawkins 'and you slap her hands, Fagin, while Bill undoes the petticuts.. - from Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens |
| 2. | You just take my orders, Cap'n Hawkins, and we'll sail slap in and be done with it.. - from Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson |
| 3. | A slap on the hand or a box on the ear was no good what he wanted was to get a nice warm whipping. - from Dubliners by James Joyce |
| 4. | I set the extinguisher on the flame, receiving as I did so a slap on my hand and a petulant 'cross thing. - from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte |
| 5. | In cups of rocks it slops flop, slop, slap bounded in barrels. - from Ulysses by James Joyce |
| 6. | "En wid dat I fetch' her a slap side de head dat sont her a-sprawlin'. - from Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Complete by Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens) |
| 7. | "Cook," here interposed Stubb, accompanying the word with a sudden slap on the shoulder,--"Cook why, damn your eyes, you mustn't swear that way when you're preaching. - from Moby Dick; or The Whale by Herman Melville |
| 8. | Indeed, he seemed in the most cheerful spirits, whistling as he moved about among the tables, with a merry word or a slap on the shoulder for the more favoured of his guests. - from Treasure Island by Robert Louis Stevenson |
| 9. | Should the meanest thing alive slap me on the cheek, I'd not only turn the other, but I'd ask pardon for provoking it and, as a proof, I'll go make my peace with Edgar instantly. - from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte |
| 10. | He slaps the duke on the shoulder and say. - from Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, Complete by Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens) |
| 11. | All is fortissimo he slaps the reader on the back and laughs loudly as if he were in a bar-room. - from The Best American Humorous Short Stories by Various |
| 12. | LYNCH _Laughing, slaps Kitty behind twice_ Like that. - from Ulysses by James Joyce |
| 13. | Here, don't keep me waiting, damn you _He slaps her face. - from Ulysses by James Joyce |
| 14. | Fiercely she slaps his haunch, her goldcurb wristbangles angriling, scolding him in Moorish.. - from Ulysses by James Joyce |
| 15. | Corney's little finger as she took it and inflicting two open-handed slaps upon his laced waistcoat, gave a mighty sigh, and hitched his chair a very little morsel farther from the fire. - from Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens |