1939 E. Duplesis Cohort of the Damned 51: That poor stiff won’t bite you, or is it that your dainty nose can’t abear the smell from the dead guy .at abear, v.
1939 E. Duplesis Cohort of the Damned 108: [Y]ou must not on any account try to cover me. That would only get you in trouble and do no good .at cover (for) (v.) under cover, v.
1939 E. Duplesis Cohort of the Damned 7: I let him have four bullets [...] I gave him three in the back of his head for good measure [...] Tough. I felt kind of sorry for him—now that he was out .at out, adj.
1939 E. Duplesis Cohort of the Damned 69: The machine-guns especially ripped away, coughing out a steady stream of bullets on the advancing Riffs .at rip, v.
1939 E. Duplesis Cohort of the Damned 101: [H]e gave his orders to his aides in a sharp, crisp accent, denoting that though he disliked his job others should still snap to it .at snap to (it) (v.) under snap, v.
1939 E. Duplesis Cohort of the Damned 7: I let him have four bullets [...] I gave him three in the back of his head for good measure [...] Tough. I felt kind of sorry for him—now that he was out .at tough, adj.