The last thing Lucius needed was a flea-bitten monster disrupting his household.

You flea-bitten harpy, have not you had enough of me today?

You are worse than a dog, you old flinty-faced, flea-bitten scrub.

He was a mouse-coloured, slate-coloured, flea-bitten roan- dun, if you can conceive it.

Gertie was skinny and flea-bitten, but she started licking my face.

You long-eared, flea-bitten, hay-demolishing, muddy-flanked, rock-ribbed -- ,--Isaidit!

And Umballa has the heart of a flea-bitten pariah dog.

The flea-bitten terrier gave Hopkins a look of disgust, and showed a man-hating tooth.

But waste not your pity upon Belshazzar, the flea-bitten sorrel.

I found a pair of flea-bitten gray Flemish mares, weighing about twenty-eight hundred pounds.

He learnt what it is to be flea-bitten, saddle-sore, hungry and, above all, thirsty.

But that little flea-bitten grey is a tricky one.

I was flea-bitten, a mite sarcastic, and fundamentally hungry.

Mr. Trixton Brent, very firmly astride of a restive, flea-bitten polo pony, surveyed her amusedly.

She threw her arms around Rollo's neck and laid her cheek upon the flea-bitten head.

Or I'll bloody well make a stab at throwing you out-you and your flea-bitten cat!