World War II flying bomb (V-1)

Usage examples of doodlebug.

As he had innumerable times during the past eight months, Doodlebug wondered how the Fates had been treating his vanished friend.

Then he turned away again, and Doodlebug watched him straighten his neck and torso to their habitual lacquered stiffness before he opened the doors of the library.

However, apart from Doodlebug and Straussman, who hovered near the entrance in readiness for additional tasks, the library held only one occupant.

Now, in the presence of this man who knew him to be a fellow man, who could take away his independence with the snap of his fingers, Doodlebug experienced for the first time the sense of relative powerlessness that so many women suffered.

Straussman set the tray down on the gryphon table and served Besthoff his cocktail, which, Doodlebug guessed from its scent, was a mixture of sherry and blood.

Besthoff took a sip of his cocktail and eyed Doodlebug evenly over the rim of the expansive goblet.

At the far end of the gardens, beyond the ponderous wings of the main mansion, sat a separate building much more plain and simple than the one Doodlebug had just left.

The building was much deeper than it had looked from the outside, Doodlebug realized.

She made Doodlebug think of a Siberian wolf, white-furred and gorgeously savage.

Besthoff turned his back on Doodlebug with a dismissive turn of his head.

Thanks to Jules, Doodlebug would have the body of a lad of twelve forever.

The intersection of Dauphine and Bienville still retained some of the character of the French Quarter Doodlebug remembered from his childhood, decades before most of the Quarter metamorphosed into a tarted-up tourism gold mine.

Eight months ago, in wolf form, Doodlebug had followed Jules from the Warehouse District to this very intersection and had watched him give away his car.

And now, in a turnabout that made Doodlebug quietly ashamed, he was forced to ask his old friend to return the favor.

He approached Doodlebug and Daphne warily, as though he were a john caught between desire for sex and suspicion the two women staring at him might really be vice-squad decoys.