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I have had three imperfect ones since leaving Bloemfontein and one shave, and my boots off for about ten minutes now and then. Nothing on to-day. I have had a wash in a thimbleful of water, and shaved, and feel another man. They gave us an hour of stables, but the horses certainly needed it, as they never get groomed now, and are a shaggy, scraggy-looking lot.
"Mighty little's the matter, your honor; it's the savages, here, that's admiring my horsemanship," said Mike, as he belabored a tall, scraggy-looking mule with a stick which bore an uncommon resemblance to a broom-handle. "What do you mean to do with that beast?" said I. "You surely don't expect me to ride a mule to Courtrai?"
Von Rabbek's son invited a scraggy-looking young lady to dance, and waltzed round the room twice with her. Lobytko, gliding over the parquet floor, flew up to the lilac young lady and whirled her away. Dancing began. . . . Ryabovitch stood near the door among those who were not dancing and looked on.
United to this problem was that of working a small farm to its utmost capacity rather than half cultivation of a large one, which is difficult to handle from lack of time and labor and an unwise proposition for the East under the most favorable circumstances. Ten acres of scraggy-looking woodland was purchased, sixty-eight miles from New York City on the north shore of Long Island.
"It's mushrooms and white grapes with mayonnaise, I think, Miss, but " Dorothea's eyes closed tightly. "Just my luck. I've never tasted it but once, and it's perfectly grand, Uncle Winthrop. Mother had it for lunch the day that scraggy-looking woman and her daughter were here from London. Mother said she was Lady somebody, but our cook is much nicer-looking on Sundays. She didn't eat her salad."
After some time we came across a party of Ibrahim’s cavalry, which had bivouacked at no great distance from us. The knowledge that such a force was in the neighbourhood may have conduced to the forbearance of the cave-holders. We saw a scraggy-looking fellow nearly black, and wearing nothing but a cloth round the loins; he was tending flocks.
A small-growing, scraggy-looking species of about a yard high, with oval-oblong leaves that are rusty-tomentose on the under sides. The flowers, which are produced in February, are purple or violet, in twos or threes, and usually appear before the leaves. It is a sparsely-leaved species, and of greatest value on account of the flowers being produced so early in the season.
Sleepy figures, shrouded in the twilight of the railway carriages, start, shake their heads, and produce their tickets. "T-t-t-tickets, please!" Podtyagin addresses a second-class passenger, a lean, scraggy-looking man, wrapped up in a fur coat and a rug and surrounded with pillows. "Tickets, please!" The scraggy-looking man makes no reply. He is buried in sleep.
The head ticket-collector touches him on the shoulder and repeats impatiently: "T-t-tickets, p-p-please!" The passenger starts, opens his eyes, and gazes in alarm at Podtyagin. "What? . . . Who? . . . Eh?" "You're asked in plain language: t-t-tickets, p-p-please! If you please!" "My God!" moans the scraggy-looking man, pulling a woebegone face. "Good Heavens!
"This gentleman here," Podtyagin begins, "declares that I have no right to ask for his ticket and . . . and is offended at it. I ask you, Mr. Station-master, to explain to him. . . . Do I ask for tickets according to regulation or to please myself? Sir," Podtyagin addresses the scraggy-looking man, "sir! you can ask the station-master here if you don't believe me."
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