On each side of them there was underwood between the stems of the tall trees.
There was a thicket of holly and underwood, as dense as a jungle, close about the door.
Crossing the water to an island, they plunged into a bit of underwood.
Thank you, Mr. Underwood—we'll stand in the presence of the Board.
The ancient Trojans were fools to your father, Mrs. Underwood.
No, it is not my house; keep clear of my house, Mrs. Underwood.
Perhaps the most simple and satisfactory is that of Underwood and Cook.
The roads were mud, the wild tangles of underwood held water like a sponge.
It may be significant that both Pope and Underwood were sharers also in the Globe.
Mrs. Underwood is the person by whose hand they are put in form.