Laura Lean Jibbey, peanut brittle, a little almond cream on the neck muscles, dishes
unwashed, half an hour's talk with the iceman, reading a package of old letters, a couple of pickles and two bottles of malt extract, one hour peeking through a hole in the window shade into the flat across the air-shaft--that's about all there is to it.
The society is - er - not congenial - I allude of course to our hosts - and the attentions of these
unwashed, and I am afraid I must say unclothed, ladies of dusky complexion is to say the least of it embarrassing."
"Me talk," spoke up a fat and filthy savage whose hairy chest was caked with the
unwashed dirt of years.
He could see only the littered writing-table, the empty space where the type-writer had stood, and the
unwashed window-pane.
'It goes rather hard with you, indeed,' said the fellow, as the stranger disclosed his haggard
unwashed face, and torn clothes.
Countrymen, butchers, drovers, hawkers, boys, thieves, idlers, and vagabonds of every low grade, were mingled together in a mass; the whistling of drovers, the barking dogs, the bellowing and plunging of the oxen, the bleating of sheep, the grunting and squeaking of pigs, the cries of hawkers, the shouts, oaths, and quarrelling on all sides; the ringing of bells and roar of voices, that issued from every public-house; the crowding, pushing, driving, beating, whooping and yelling; the hideous and discordant dim that resounded from every corner of the market; and the
unwashed, unshaven, squalid, and dirty figues constantly running to and fro, and bursting in and out of the throng; rendered it a stunning and bewildering scene, which quite confounded the senses.
When driven with his mates to the new owners' camp, Buck saw a slipshod and slovenly affair, tent half stretched, dishes
unwashed, everything in disorder; also, he saw a woman.
Then it flashed on me - 'The clown at my elbow, who is drinking his tea out of a basin and eating his broad with
unwashed hands, may be her husband: Heathcliff junior, of course.
His hands were
unwashed, his few straggling locks uncombed.
I was unshaven and
unwashed, and my heart was faint within me.
She had an
unwashed air and you could not help wondering if she slept in her clothes.
He was remarkable for the poverty, not to say uncleanliness, of his personal appearance: the sleeves of his overcoat were greasy; his dirty waistcoat, buttoned up to his neck, showed not a trace of linen; a filthy black silk scarf, twisted till it resembled a cord, was round his neck, and his hands were
unwashed. He looked round with an air of insolent effrontery.