Identifying

Usage examples of pegging.

The blockader that fired that shot must have got a sight at the steamer, and she is still pegging away at her.

Only we will beat the code out of them, and use it to keep Wardhouse pegging away.

Beside her Marie Bain was slowly pegging out several tent-like black corsets and shrunken stripy stockings, the cooks body language clearly indicating that she regarded guest laundry as a task not within her job description.

She had made a rough attempt to scrape and tan the hide of one of the rabbits Ash brought home, soaking it in ashes and water and then stretching and pegging it.

A shoemaker pegging at his last, a blastman seen through a narrow window in some basement where iron was being melted, a bench-worker seen high aloft in some window, his coat off, his sleeves rolled up.

I have identified the cankerworm that's pegging away at YOUR vitals, and it's envy, Thomas.

We never saw the Heartsease again though we kept pegging away with all the sails she could bear, pumping all day and most of the night.

I represent an Intelligence service whose present interests happen to line up with yours and if you want me to co-operate it's got to be level pegging and if you think I'm going to start by licking your boots you've got another think coming.

And now, within a mere fifty minutes or so, they were level pegging, five games all, and Ed was serving again.

Abraham Abrahams had instructed Centaine in every aspect of pegging a mining claim.

The June sun was still high in the sky, and in the sun-filled court below, a monstrous woman, solid as a Norman pillar, with brawny red forearms and a sacking apron strapped about her middle, was stumping to and fro between a washtub and a clothes line, pegging out a series of square white things which Winston recognized as babies' diapers.

Ash supposed the flat sections had been used for pegging out tanned skins to dry.

I recall that Caprice tossed her sabre into the lake as she turned and ran towards me, calling something in French that I couldn't make out, and her running shape blurred to a shadow with the light failing behind it, and as the shadow stooped above me the light went out altogether and in the darkness an arm was round my shoulders and fingers were brushing my brow and my face was buried between her bosoms, and my last conscious thought was not of going to find the Great Perhaps, but rather what infernally bad luck to be pegging out at such a moment.

I'm ashamed to confess that the first I knew about it was seeing the poor, dear woman sitting on a chair gasping for breath and then pegging out.

He ran with shortlegged, pegging steps for the green coupé, dived into it.