cranish

Updated: May 9, 2025

"Heigh?" exclaimed Levin. "By smoke!" the man remarked again, with a very ardent emphasis. "You must have been in Prencess Anne," Levin said, "to swar 'by smoke." The ill-raised man, with such an inferior head and cranish neck, now slipped around to the front of Levin and looked down on him, and whispered: "Hokey-pokey!"

George Alfred Townsend - The Entailed Hat: Or, Patty Cannon's Times