1 And the village was deserted, the huts gaped black, rotting, all askew within the fallen enclosures.
2 He stood there for a moment in the moonlight with his delicate hooked nose set a little askew, and his mica eyes glittering without a wink, then, with a curt Good night, he strode off.
3 It was twisted askew and most of the prisms were broken, as if the Yankee occupants had made their beauty a target for their boots.
4 There in the flickering light of the lamp was the machine sure enough, squat, ugly, and askew; a thing of brass, ebony, ivory, and translucent glimmering quartz.
5 O Zephine, O Josephine, face more than irregular, you would be charming were you not all askew.
Les Misérables 1 By Victor HugoContext Highlight In BOOK 3: CHAPTER VII—THE WISDOM OF THOLOMYES