There was a fat tub of a boat at his landing; he reached the shore in a series of long, distracted leaps, sprang aboard, cast off, thrust both oars deep into the water, and fairly hurled the boat forward, so that it alternately skipped, wallowed, scuttered, and scrambled, like a hen overboard.

Again I saw a wan domestic drudge Scuttering across a smug suburban lawn; Tired with the nightly watch, the morning trudge, The toil at early dawn.