Begrimed

I knew Mr. Rochester; though the begrimed face, the disordered dress […], the desperate and scowling countenance, the rough, bristling hair might well have disguised him.

Trees, trees, millions of trees, massive, immense, running up high; and at their foot, hugging the bank against the stream, crept the little begrimed steamboat, like a sluggish beetle crawling on the floor of a lofty portico.

One [old passenger coach], still used as a summer house, has been stripped of its wheels and repainted fairly recently in bright green, while the other, still in begrimed olive-green, has descended to the level of a chicken house.

[…] he was surprised to find some half-eaten stringbeans and a crushed pack of cigarettes in the garbage pail. Though he was tempted to salvage the half-empty pack, it was already much too begrimed.