The natural redness of his face had gone, leaving it a network of tiny red veins so that his skin looked like crackleware.    From Wordnik.com.  [Death of a Ghost]

Five minutes later, as they sat round sipping out of the famous crackleware cups mentioned in so many books of reminiscence, the sensation of calamity which had returned to Mr Campion as he came up the staircase burst into his fullest mind.    From Wordnik.com.  [Death of a Ghost]