squeedgin

Updated: January 10, 2026

And she wur coaxin', and coaxin', and wheedlin', and wheedlin' a' the blessed wa'. "Wa'at didst thou let yon chap mak' oop tiv'ee for?" says I. "I deedn't, John," says she, a squeedgin my arm. "You deedn't?" says I. "Noa," says she, a squeedgin of me agean. 'Lor, John! interposed his pretty wife, colouring very much. 'How can you talk such nonsense? As if I should have dreamt of such a thing!

Charles Dickens - Nicholas Nickleby