draggle-tailed
draggletailed

You could be twenty-eight and a pasty, lumpy, draggle-tailed thing.

I shall make a duchess of this draggle-tailed guttersnipe.

It was too wild - not fat dull Milvey and draggle-tailed Joy.

You come draggle-tailed, with wild beasts of the hills, riding an old lame horse who should have been mercifully killed years ago.

Running down the long hall, she peeped out at both doors, but saw nothing feathered except a draggle-tailed chicken under a burdock leaf.

So the proud, justly famous company that had departed Palermo landed on the river quay in Ireland as a sorry-looking, draggle-tailed lot indeed.

An officer in a draggle-tailed uniform," Louise replied, still speaking curtly, whilst with a glance that was distinctly hostile her eyes swept round the room. "

And a pretty figure you'll cut then, with a draggle-tailed wife and a crowd of squalling chil- dren crying after you wherever you go!'

If that condotta are irregulars, they're the best armed and disciplined irregulars I've ever seen; if they're Freefighters, they're a draggle-tailed lot.

Here is a test: "Whenever this question is discussed, let us see who speaks the language of sense, and who that of draggle-tailed emotionalism and tepid melodrama."

Philip knew of the woman Cronshaw had lived with and the two draggle-tailed children, but Cronshaw had never mentioned them to him, and he did not like to speak of them.

It was dreadful, but she would have done it if the flock of draggle-tailed sparrows on the hedge had been human beings, for she was very far gone indeed, and quite regardless of everything but her own happiness.

Even the pert sparrows were draggle-tailed and too much out of spirits to fight for crumbs with the fat pigeons who tripped through the mud with their little red boots as if in haste to get back to their cosy home in the dove-cot.

When you report draggle-tailed on mornings after I noticed Lord Hauksberg was dead tired and took a hypnotic; when I can't sleep and want to get some work done in the middle of the night and you aren't in your room; when you and she keep swapping glancesMust I spell every word?

To see how this draggletailed war will end, let us consult the Soviet playbook, which has become ours.