In order to place a sufficient distance between themselves and the French army, the Maugrabins made forced marches, and only halted when night upon them. They camped round a well overshadowed by palm trees under which they had previously concealed a store of provisions. Not surmising that the notion of flight would occur to their prisoner, they contented themselves with binding his hands, and after eating a few dates, and giving provender to their horses, went to sleep.英文原著 · 《A Passion in the Desert》
and mark not more severely what women do amiss, than the vicious tricks of the horse or the ass for whom ye provide provender, and allow her the privileges of ignorance, to whom ye deny the rights of reason, or ye will be worse than Egyptian task-masters, expecting virtue where nature has not given understanding!英文原著 · 《A Vindication of the Rights of Woman》
"A good guess!" acknowledged Goodwin. "He has been holding an inquisition among the natives for three days. I am next on his list of witnesses, but as he feels shy about dragging one of Uncle Sam's subjects before him, he consents to give it the outward appearance of a social function. He will apply the torture over my own wine and provender."英文原著 · 《Cabbages and Kings》
"By jingo," said Dicky, who seemed to speak in English or Spanish as the whim seized him, "this is dry provender, ~muchachita~. Is this the best you can dig up for a fellow?"英文原著 · 《Cabbages and Kings》
Literally, he had only to go into the water and gather them. But "enough" is as good as "a feast." He ran to the pots with his miscellaneous bag, and was not received according to his deserts. Miss Rolleston told him, a little severely, the water had been boiling a long time. Then he produced his provender, by way of excuse. "Tortoises again!" said she, and shuddered visibly. But the quinces and cocoanuts were graciously received. Welch, however, cried out for cabbage. "What am I to do?" said Hazel.英文原著 · 《Foul Play》
And need for provender had begun to wax stronger among the folk of the wilderness than their inborn dread of humans. "There's a big snowstorm coming up," ruminated the Master, as he scanned the grim weather-signs. "A blizzard, perhaps. I--I hope it won't delay any incoming steamers. I hope at least one of them will dock on schedule. It--"
He turned back from his musings, aware for the first time that a right sprightly dialogue was going on. Cyril was demanding for the eighth time:
"WHY won't you tell me? Aw, I think you might!英文原著 · 《Further Adventures of Lad》