The little beast, cowardly and
cross-grained, as pet-dogs usually are, looked up at him sharply, shrank away from his outstretched hand, whined, shivered, and hid itself under a sofa.
THE coracle--as I had ample reason to know before I was done with her--was a very safe boat for a person of my height and weight, both buoyant and clever in a sea- way; but she was the most
cross-grained, lop-sided craft to manage.
He was a
cross-grained man, oppressed by a large family, and he resented the superciliousness which he fancied he saw in Philip.
Bunn, as they went away; "but he's a good mixer and never gets
cross-grained. I will now take you to call upon some of my own relatives." They visited the Sugar Bunns, the Currant Bunns and the Spanish Bunns, the latter having a decidedly foreign appearance.
sire, I regret sincerely, and you will regret as I do, the old days when the king of France saw in every vestibule those insolent gentlemen, lean, always swearing -
cross-grained mastiffs, who could bite mortally in the hour of danger or of battle.
But notwithstanding these precedents to the contrary, Gabriel Grub was an ill-conditioned,
cross-grained, surly fellow--a morose and lonely man, who consorted with nobody but himself, and an old wicker bottle which fitted into his large deep waistcoat pocket--and who eyed each merry face, as it passed him by, with such a deep scowl of malice and ill-humour, as it was difficult to meet without feeling something the worse for.
It was my old
cross-grained companion, Professor Summerlee.
And so calling-over rolls on somehow, much like the big world, punishments lighting on wrong shoulders, and matters going generally in a queer,
cross-grained way, but the end coming somehow, which is, after all, the great point.