weazen

• “Several seats farther on, in the same front row, she discovered Silverstein, his weazen features glowing with anticipation.”

  Chapter 4

• “He was sealed like a leper, and, weazen-faced and age-shrunken, he hobbled horribly from an ancient spear-thrust to the thigh that twisted his torso droopingly out of the vertical.”

  CHAPTER IX

• “One was a slim and rather lame man in rusty black, and a white neckerchief; another was a stout, burly person, dressed in the same apparel, with a great reddish – black cloth round his neck; a third was a little weazen, drunken – looking body, with a pimply face.”

  The Posthumous Papers of the Pickwick Club

• “Some of them — not those of the highest rank, but such as sold fruit from baskets and carried burdens — clapped their shrivelled hands, and raised a weazen, piping, shrill ‘Hurrah, my lord.’”

  Barnaby Rudge

• “They were in high good – humour; and one of them, a little, weazen, hump – backed man, began to dance.”

  Nicholas Nickleby

• “Three years ago, there were three weazen old men, one bearing a frayed red ribbon in his threadbare button-hole, always to be found walking together among these children, before dinner-time.”

  Reprinted Pieces

• “He is a town – made article, of small stature and weazen features, but may be perceived from a considerable distance by means of his very tall hat.”

  Bleak House

• “Instead of being parcelled out in great, long, rambling wards, where a certain amount of weazen life may mope, and pine, and shiver, all day long, the building is divided into separate rooms, each with its share of light and air.”

  American Notes for General Circulation

• “Consistent in his odd tastes, the child set aside a ruddy – faced lad who was proposed as the drawer of this carriage, and selected, instead, his grandfather — a weazen, old, crab – faced man, in a suit of battered oilskin, who had got tough and stringy from long pickling in salt water, and who smelt like a weedy sea – beach when the tide is out.”

  Dombey and Son

• “‘To tell you my mind, Lucretia,’ says Mrs Pipchin; she still calls Miss Tox Lucretia, on account of having made her first experiments in the child – quelling line of business on that lady, when an unfortunate and weazen little girl of tender years; ‘to tell you my mind, Lucretia, I think it’s a good riddance.”

  Dombey and Son

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