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Widow Barony 122: [W]hen she said something you could bank on it. Not like most women he’d known who lied by instinct.at bank on (v.) under bank, n.1
Widow Barony 122: [W]hen she said something you could bank on it. Not like most women he’d known who lied by instinct. Widow Barony 49: ‘You—Black Boy. Where you go?’ Beetyan asked Willie. ‘For a ride, old dad,’ said Willie. ‘We like maybe to get the stink of black gold off us’.at black gold, n.
Widow Barony 169: ‘You should have seen ‘em shoot those guys. Nobody said a word. Blooey! And two guys are down’.at blooey!, excl.
Widow Barony 42: Barony House. What a joint! Oh, to be in the bucks like this!at in the bucks (adj.) under buck, n.3
Widow Barony 202: Maybe she was sick of Tomásians and would like to chin about the States.at chin, v.
Widow Barony 118: Seth had been sleeping with a good-looking young Gomez girl for some months now [...] As for Bob, he had no regular connection, but went once or twice a month to the big roadhouse up in the foothills.at connection, n.
Widow Barony 121: ‘I was figuring dibbs on that broad.’ ‘You bum! You couldn’t get near her’ .at dibs (on)!, excl.
Widow Barony 35: They looked at him in amazement. [...] ‘Dream on, sucker,’ said Pete.at dream on!, excl.
Widow Barony 34: ‘Let’s get the hell out of here, grab us a jeep, and hit for San Tomás City’.at hit for, v.
Widow Barony 203: Chuck glanced up at her, trying not to show his emotions. This big chick really fractured him; she really did.at fracture, v.
Widow Barony 14: ‘Worked for one outfit for thirty years as a clerk—and they didn’t even give him a gold watch. They gave him the gate’.at give someone the gate (v.) under gate, n.
Widow Barony 9: There was something about this Gerstle didn’t get.at get, v.
Widow Barony 120: Their little Tomásian friend, the courier, joined them, asking if they had any more ‘giggle-water’. Chuck had called the bourbon that one night and the Tomásian had been delighted with the hoary epithet.at giggle-water (n.) under giggle, adj.
Widow Barony 217: A man with a good arm might even be able to lob one up on the gun emplacement—and then . . . goodnight!at goodnight, phr.
Widow Barony 14: He not only didn’t look like a lawyer he wasn’t one really—had always hated it, even when he was grinding away in night school.at grind, v.
Widow Barony 60: ‘It’s been rough for us at Villa Texas. We never get to see anything or do anything. We figured this was our night to howl’.at howl, v.
Widow Barony 168: They melted quickly down an alley.at melt, v.
Widow Barony 68: ‘It’s okay, Bert,’ he said. ‘Damned shame though. We could have mopped up here’.at mop (up), v.
Widow Barony 15: ‘Did Jeff ever talk about his family much?’ asked Gerstle. ‘When he’d had a few too many—and then you couldn’t stop him’.at have one too many (v.) under one, n.1
Widow Barony 34: He was [...] the mildest of the three, and very likeable, with a big grin, and a form of humour that panicked them.at panic, v.
Widow Barony 14: [H]e was grinding away in night school and ‘pearl-diving’ on the side.at pearl dive (v.) under pearl, n.1
Widow Barony 58: As they reached the edge of town they saw a roadblock up ahead. ‘Ah-ah,’ said Chuck [...] ‘Fellows, I got a feeling we better just take our little ride and turn back. How about it?’.at ride, n.
Widow Barony 16: ‘And you’re his widow, and you’ve got [...] a lawyer who’s going to see that you don’t get the rough end of the stick’.at rough end of the pineapple (n.) under rough, adj.
Widow Barony 201: ‘Must be rugged to be trapped on a burning ship’.at rugged, adj.
Widow Barony 6: Was anybody worrying about the guy on the hard motel bed—the stranger? Not by a damn sight.at by a long sight (adv.) under sight, n.2
Widow Barony 47: The ‘Granada’ number came off with a certain rather pleasant dignity—but no sock. But when she got to ‘Rum Boogie’—wow!at sock, n.2
Widow Barony 32: [O]ld Riggs was fuming over his fifth tot of rum.at tot, n.1
Widow Barony 12: No young doll. But with a little animation and some decent clothes she’d be a double-barrelled wowser.at wowser, n.2
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