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RED-FACED
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I. (adjective)
Sense 1
Meaning:
(especially of the face) reddened or suffused with or as if with blood from emotion or exertion
Example:
flushed (or crimson) with embarrassment
Synonyms:
crimson; flushed; red; red-faced; reddened
Classified under:
Similar:
colored; colorful; coloured (having color or a certain color; sometimes used in combination)
Sense 2
Meaning:
Having a red face from embarrassment or shame or agitation or emotional upset
Example:
was red-faced with anger
Synonyms:
Classified under:
Similar:
discomposed (having your composure disturbed)
Context examples:
The young man listened to this tale of wrong with all the seriousness that he could maintain; but at the sight of the pursy red-faced man and the dignity with which he bore him, the laughter came so thick upon him that he had to lean up against a tree-trunk.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
The red-faced man had said that the tide was ebbing through the Golden Gate.
(The Sea-Wolf, by Jack London)
In the very centre of all these, upon the largest hook of all, there hung a fat little red-faced man with enormous whiskers, kicking madly in the air and clawing at rafters, hams, and all else that was within hand-grasp.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
The red-faced man shot a glance up at the pilot-house, gazed around at the fog, stumped across the deck and back (he evidently had artificial legs), and stood still by my side, legs wide apart, and with an expression of keen enjoyment on his face.
(The Sea-Wolf, by Jack London)
Near Shotwood he came upon five seamen, on their way from Poole to Southampton—rude red-faced men, who shouted at him in a jargon which he could scarce understand, and held out to him a great pot from which they had been drinking—nor would they let him pass until he had dipped pannikin in and taken a mouthful, which set him coughing and choking, with the tears running down his cheeks.
(The White Company, by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle)
What happened in the next few minutes I do not recollect, though I have a clear remembrance of pulling down life-preservers from the overhead racks, while the red-faced man fastened them about the bodies of an hysterical group of women.
(The Sea-Wolf, by Jack London)
A red-faced man, slamming the cabin door behind him and stumping out on the deck, interrupted my reflections, though I made a mental note of the topic for use in a projected essay which I had thought of calling The Necessity for Freedom: A Plea for the Artist.
(The Sea-Wolf, by Jack London)
A tangled mass of women, with drawn, white faces and open mouths, is shrieking like a chorus of lost souls; and the red-faced man, his face now purplish with wrath, and with arms extended overhead as in the act of hurling thunderbolts, is shouting, Shut up!
(The Sea-Wolf, by Jack London)
It is a picture, and I can see it now,—the jagged edges of the hole in the side of the cabin, through which the grey fog swirled and eddied; the empty upholstered seats, littered with all the evidences of sudden flight, such as packages, hand satchels, umbrellas, and wraps; the stout gentleman who had been reading my essay, encased in cork and canvas, the magazine still in his hand, and asking me with monotonous insistence if I thought there was any danger; the red-faced man, stumping gallantly around on his artificial legs and buckling life-preservers on all comers; and finally, the screaming bedlam of women.
(The Sea-Wolf, by Jack London)
