plocked

Updated: May 8, 2025

I told you dem boots would be your ruin." I was much too miserable to reply; and only cast my eyes towards the roofs of the houses, which I could not see for the tears. "Vat! you begin to gry and blobber like a shild? you vood marry, vood you? and noting vood do for you but a vife vid monny ha, ha but you vere de pigeon, and she was de grow. She has plocked you, too, pretty vell eh? ha! ha!"

William Makepeace Thackeray - The Fatal Boots