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Crusting

Crust \Crust\, v. t. [imp. & p. p. Crusted; p. pr. & vb. n. Crusting.] [Cf. OF. crouster, L. crustare. See Crust, n. ] To cover with a crust; to cover or line with an incrustation; to incrust.

The whole body is crusted over with ice.
--Boyle.

And now their legs, and breast, and bodies stood Crusted with bark.
--Addison.

Very foul and crusted bottles.
--Swift.

Their minds are crusted over, like diamonds in the rock.
--Felton.

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crusting

n. Encrusted material. vb. (present participle of crust English)

Usage examples of "crusting".

She pulled off his shirt and began to work at the crusting wound with a damp, warm handcloth from the kit.

Buke watched the sembling, smiled at seeing, first Korbal Broachhis armour in shreds, rank tendrils of smoke wreathed around himthen Bauchelain, his pale face bruised along one side of his long jaw, blood crusting his moustache and staining his silver beard.

Armour in tatters, old blood crusting them, and all the life gone from their eyes.

Desperate with relief, he searched her body for other injuries, but found only scratches and the crusting cut at her throat where the probe had torn free.

He caught Urquhart's eye, and Urquhart looked at the blood on Sharpe's face and at the crusting scabs on Sharpe's sword, then looked away.

The musket ball had jerked his head back and there had been a stabbing pain either side of his eyes, and the next he knew he was lying with blood crusting on his face and flies crawling down his gullet.

He was still breathing, but very slowly, air whistling past the fangs of ice crusting his mouth.

He raced over the Hest Mountains down toward the deserts of Indhopal, sweat drenching him, his blood crusting from wounds at his knee and chest.

The sulfur and alkali crusting the plains muted the sound of the horse's hooves, and went flying as they charged.

When Alain wipes away the mud crusting his face, he is seen to be young, and the Wayland soldiers mumble and mutter and scratch their heads and finally, with a certain practical fatalism, check him for injuries.

Hasjarl cried -- all eagerness, no threat -- and perhaps because they were neither startled nor threatened, each wizard did his work perfectly, so that there came green-pale onto the screen Gwaay's face, wide as an oxcart and team, the plagues visible by the huge pustules and crustings and fungoid growths if not by their colors, the eyes like great vats stewing with ichor, the mouth a quaking bog-hole, while each drop that fell from the nose-tip looked a gallon.