His mouth was full of something that burned, a liquid hot, acrid, and stinging.
The great box-plants, the great box-plants with their acrid, perturbing perfume!
The acrid odor of the atmosphere was already beginning to be disagreeable.
A few should be avoided because of their acrid taste or their strong odor.
Its taste is acrid, and it grows in lawns and pastures from June to September.
"You are indulging that acrid humour of yours again, my friend," Binet interrupted him.
The Tavern “office” was crowded and hazy with acrid blue smoke.
All this came out of her like an unctuous trickle of some acrid oil.
The acrid scent of incense was as the breath of spent prayer.
A chlorinated mist, acrid to the eye, and burning to the nose, crawled about the room.