curth

Updated: May 11, 2025

'Hold on, Sir; hold on, you little devil, I say, one minute, here hold hollo! While Cluffe was shouting these words, and scrambling forward, Puddock was crying 'Curth it, Cluffe, quick oh! hang it, I can't thtand it bleth my thoul! And Puddock let go, and the boat and its precious freightage, with a horrid whisk and a sweep, commenced its seaward career in the dark.

Joseph Sheridan Le Fanu - The House by the Church-Yard