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Correct spelling for DISNET
We think the word disnet is a misspelling. It could be just an incorrect spelling of the words which are suggested below. Review the list and pick the word which you think is the most suitable. For your convenience, we put a usage example below each word
Possible correct spellings for disnet
- Dissect(Definition of dissect)
- Descent(Definition of descent)
- Disinter(Definition of disinter)
- Disunite(Definition of disunite)
- Decent(Definition of decent)
- Disunity(Definition of disunity)
- Dissent(Definition of dissent)
- Dined(Definition of Dined)
- Docent(Definition of Docent)
- Dint(Definition of dint)
He would dissect her as he would a sardine, demanding perfection, mental, moral, and physical, and in return he could give himself.
He was the head of an ancient norman house, and was proud of his descent.
But her eyes were fixed on the gloomy face of patterson, who was beginning to unlock the sepulchers of his memory and disinter his deeply buried thoughts.
"with what a passion of disowned anxiety," he remarked, "had the general, to the last, watched every step, slip and turn in what steve had once called 'the multifurieuse carreer' of hilary kincaid."
Can't a decent man love her at all?
That the opposing tribe was of a different sect, abhorred by the followers of mukair ibn zarrarah, had been an original cause of dissent between them, and the priests had made good use of the opportunity of fanning religious zeal.
We then slept on planks, dined in our shirt-sleeves, and scrambled for meals which a respectable dog would have turned from in disgust.
Mr. radnor lighted on the tracks, by dint of a thought flung at his partner mr. inchling's dread of the jews.
From the asphalt beyond the curbing arose a clamour of wheels and hoofs and feet which dinned unpleasantly in his ears, creating a subconscious sense of irritation.
"i wish i didn't have to get up.
"what's that you say?" gasped thad; "your watch? tell that to the marines, leon disney!"