Condescending

Examples

• Ay, my man,' said the gentleman in the white waistcoat, with a condescending smile. Charles Dickens. Oliver Twist.
• There is no more agreeable object in life than to see Mayfair folks condescending. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
• And he is so condescending to the son he so egregiously deludes that you might suppose him the most virtuous of parents. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Humble, humble--condescending even to poor Dick, who is simple and knows nothing. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
• MY DEAR MISS WILSON,--Will you be so condescending as to allow me to pass this evening alone with you after Lord Lansdowne's party? Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
• Archer's laugh lingered on his lips in a slightly condescending smile. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
• It is not that I have seen my good Amy attentive, and--ha--condescending to my old pensioner--it is not _that_ that hurts me. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
• He was aware of smiling at her vaguely, and she added, as if condescending to his natural shyness: I've never seen May looking lovelier. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
• A certain loftiness, likewise, took possession of Mr Wegg; a condescending sense of being in request as an official expounder of mysteries. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• How can one be condescending to a lady to whom one owes a matter of forty pounds, and who is perpetually throwing out hints for the money? William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
• How very polite and condescending is this consul! Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
• My landlord, Krook, said the little old lady, condescending to him from her lofty station as she presented him to us. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• That is a man now, a poor weak female would find it very difficult to resiSt. His Lordship is so condescending! Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
• He goes, in a condescending amateurish way, into the City, attends meetings of Directors, and has to do with traffic in Shares. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• Enormously Rich, We say,' returned Mr Podsnap, in a condescending manner. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• Very well indeed, sir, returned Mr. Kenge with a certain condescending laugh he had. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.

Editor: Patrick