shanitor

Updated: May 4, 2025

"Vos that you yelling for the shanitor, Mr. Sdanwell?" inquired an affable voice through the doorway; and Stanwell, turning with a laugh, confronted the squat figure of a middle-aged man in an expensive fur coat, who looked as if his face secreted the oil which he used on his hair. "Hullo, Shepson I should say I was yelling. Did you ever feel such an atmosphere?

Edith Wharton - The Hermit and the Wild Woman