Wart

"Up-on the cop right of his nose he hade A werte, and ther-on stood a tuft of heres, Reed as the bristles of a sowes eres;"

"Barley-corn, barley-corn, injun-meal shorts, Spunk-water, spunk-water, swaller these warts"

"My dear Veruca! How do you do? What a pleasure this is! You do have an interesting name, don't you? I always thought that a veruca was a sort of wart that you got on the sole of your foot!"