Clinchpoop

There was an unctuous quality to his voice and a description of him which she had once heard the baron use went through her mind: "that pompous old clinchpoop."

"Oh, don't deny it!" Isabel cried dramatically. "There's a word for me in Old English! Clinchpoop!" "Clinchpoop?" "I am a clinchpoop! A clod and a boor and a—" "You're not a clinchpoop." "And do you know what the height of clinchpoopery is? It's when you realize the other guy's right but you won't say so because you're too bloody selfish!"

Have pity on we poor wretched sinners / We blatherskites and lopdoodles / Lickspiggots and clinchpoops / Quibberdicks and Quakebuttocks.