hit

“Stay,” said Monte Cristo, as though he had not observed her confusion, “I have heard of a lucky hit that was made yesterday on the Neapolitan bonds.”

“I didn’t bite him,” said the Lion, as he rubbed his nose with his paw where Dorothy had hit it.

Then Holmes and I both fired together, and the creature gave a hideous howl, which showed that one at least had hit him.

Albert, I am bound to give you credit for having hit upon a most capital idea.”