Purveyor of chessmen?

Usage examples of pawnbroker.

Pawnbroker Fang, who will sell the root to somebody like the Ancestress, who will squat like a huge venomous toad upon a folk deity whose sole purpose in life is to aid the pure in heart.

He moved past the myriad shops of the old city, shuttered and dark at this hour: saddleries, millinery shops, pawnbrokers, slaughterhouses.

He had a silk handkerchief and sevenpence halfpenny in his pockets--his available assets consisted of a handsome gold watch and chain--his only article of baggage was a blackthorn stick--and his anchor of hope was the Pawnbroker.

By this bill a penalty was inflicted on pawnbrokers, in a summary way, for receiving goods, knowing them not to be the property of the pledger, and pawned without the authority of the owner.

Those loony monks in the funny foreign building between the pawnbrokers and the shonky shop?

The pawnbroker had also sold him a limited but fairly effective disguise: gray hair, spectacles, mouth wadding, plastic buckteeth which subtly transfigured his lip line.

The street was filled cheek-by-jowl with pawnbrokers, wine merchants, import-export dealers, and chophouses, and all of them catering to seamen, tradesmen, and businessmen.

League, and the copying of the Encyclopaedia, must be to get this not over-bright pawnbroker out of the way for a number of hours every day.

He had once bought a revolver from a pawnbroker, and the hockshop owner had sold him the bullets in a sealed cartridge carton, with a band around it.

Both the politician and the pawnbroker are doomed to live like junkies, hooked on the mutant energy of their own unexplainable addictions.

The monster carries all these jewels to the pawnbrokers on Tien-Tsi Street, and then has the cruelty to refuse her the tickets, so that she may have a chance of redeeming her treasures.

Narrow alleys and squares lay a few yards behind teeming streets, but it was a different world of pawnbrokers, brothels, sweatshops, and crowded tenements smelling of middens and rotting timber.

There was a gleam of light when the brother of Bicky's pawnbroker offered ten dollars, money down, for an introduction to old Chiswick, but the deal fell through, owing to its turning out that the chap was an anarchist and intended to kick the old boy instead of shaking hands with him.

Somehow the word had gone about the city: "No German can resist a clock," so there came clockmakers, pawnbrokers, burglars and penurious householders, offering bracket clocks, case clocks, porcelain clocks, enameled clocks, even Black Forest cuckoo clocks.

Its steel bones, its stranded tendons, were lost within an accretion of dreams: tattoo parlors, gaming arcades, dimly lit stalls stacked with decaying magazines, sellers of fireworks, of cut bait, betting shops, sushi bars, unlicensed pawnbrokers, herbalists, barbers, bars.