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Wife, informally (with "the")
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missus
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Word definitions for missus in dictionaries
Longman Dictionary of Contemporary English
Word definitions in Longman Dictionary of Contemporary English
noun EXAMPLES FROM CORPUS ▪ Back home, the missus is going mental and your dinner's in the dustbin. ▪ Gav's under pressure from his missus to be home earlier while Paul's wife is about to walk out. ▪ Have you seen how the king of the jungle behaves when ...
Usage examples of missus.
I found a message that Sherry had gone to visit Missus Chubby when I arrived back at the shack, so I went out on to the veranda with a cold beer.
That be what kilt off Ole Marster and Ole Missus, use to own all this land.
In the beginning, Missus Anna stopped by the first Sunday of every month with a pail of milk and a treat, like a jar of sweet-tasting marmalade or a delicious candy she called peanut brittle.
Sarah had also heard Missus Anna complain about how Delta had been cut off from the river, leaving the former river town hidden behind a sandbar and wildly growing young willow trees.
She talked on and on, but for a moment Sarah felt as though a steamboat whistle had sounded in her ears because she could no longer hear what Missus Anna was saying.
Sarah blurted, forgetting to address Missus Anna by her courtesy title.
Sarah of the magical white dress Missus Anna had been wearing when she came to their cabin that night because she was afraid of Yellow Jack.
Rawney guffawed and pretended to swat Missus Shaughnessy on the bum as he went into the kitchen.
Once in a while I was allowed to go with him and watch him pull away, at first with Missus Shaughnessy holding my hand as we stood on the platform, and later on my own.
And when Rawney rolled home from those nights I could hear from my bed the stumbling and the mumbling and sometimes the raised voice of Missus Shaughnessy.
Most nights he slept with his boots still on, Missus Shaughnessy having lost her cheery indulgence when Rawney crawled in blind night after night instead of just the odd evening or two.
Rawney never took his eyes off Missus Shaughnessy while she told the tale, never blinked once, never spoke.
There at the table, a cup of tea before the one and a pint of stout with a small whiskey before the other, sat Missus Shaughnessy and Rawney, talking with hushed gravity.
Never once had I been brave enough to shout him down, to tell him to his face he was a bloody liar, a weak reed, a little cringing scut--to say what Missus Shaughnessy was saying now.
Then he said goodbye to Missus Shaughnessy, who smiled widely at him, and then he turned to me.