"I know she goes in for giving a rapid precis of all her guests. I remember her bringing me up to a truculent and red-faced old gentleman covered all over with orders and ribbons, and hissing into my ear, in a tragic whisper which must have been perfectly audible to everybody in the room, the most astounding details.
Oscar Wilde. The Picture of Dorian Gray
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Carrie, who had adored the sound of her own constant chatter, now became almost as truculent as Cory.
V.C. Andrews. Flowers in the Attic, p.173 (1979)
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Bitter and truculent when excited, I spoke as I felt, without reserve or softening.
Charlotte Brontë. Jane Eyre (1847)
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She really was a most charming girl, and might have passed for a captive fairy, whom that truculent Ogre, Old Barley, had pressed into his service.
Charles Dickens. Great Expectations (1861)
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Pratt paused truculently, then rubbed her index finger under her nostrils with such vigor that her nose performed a kind of war dance.
Vladimir Nabokov. Lolita
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Nilsson stood outside, an uneasy mixture of truculent, ursine, and tired. The dark circles under his eyes were not as big as mine, but they were getting there.
Ruth Ware. The Woman in Cabin 10, p.138 (2016)
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“Lee was admiring your grasp of the subject.”
The truculence went out of the boy and a magnanimity took its place.
John Steinbeck. East of Eden, p.363 (1952)
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"No, there hasn't been any one else," she answered almost truculently.