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Men of Character I 76: I know him as I know my nails – a nursery thief – a bread-and-butter footpad.at bread-and-butter, adj.
Men of Character I 76: I know him as I know my nails – a nursery thief – a bread-and-butter footpad. Men of Character 108: She was not a maudlin girl [...] to give herself red eyes for a bread-and-butter face and curly hair.at bread-and-butter, adj.
Men of Character II 23: He! He! a hair of the dog that bit you. That is, if a great deal of brandy did the mischief last night, a little drop of the same may bring about a cure this morning.at hair of the dog (that bit one), n.
Men of Character I 245: ‘Now you’re so like him – ha! ha! isn’t it his very bowsprit?’ and the humourist pointed his finger to the nose of Runnymede.at bowsprit, n.
Men of Character I 157: I’ll work no more for gaol-birds. Damn me! I’m a gentleman.at gaolbird, n.
Men of Character II 110: The abbot, danced [...] with a hooped flaggon in his hand and a cask upon his head, crying aloud the while, ‘hops! – your highness – hops!’.at hop, n.2
Men of Character I 191: [They] remaining silent on the perils they encountered, return with Jack Runnymede, still hot upon the game, to London.at hot, adv.
Men of Character II 93: I shall be very happy [...] if you contemplate horsewhipping any body, to go and hold the door, while you lay into the ruffian .at lay into, v.
Men of Character I 251: Never in the Stone Jug? [...] I mean Newgate, and you know it.at stone jug, n.1
Men of Character I 245: You know what the fat of junk’s like.at junk, n.1
Men of Character I 48: I was mortal certain I should find him here.at mortal, adv.
Men of Character II 45: John hurried away with the suit of the solemn black to the disconsolate heir of the muckthrift.at muck, n.1
Men of Character I 32: Rich as a nabob, we are convinced he had never wished to pick a pocket.at nabob, n.
Men of Character III 280: I’ve no manner of doubt that every one of the ‘brethren’ got Sir Jeremy ten plumpers.at plumper, n.2
Men of Character I 77: Job was not a salamander; a red hot spark from the blazing wood had inopportunely lighted on his cheek.at salamander, n.
Men of Character III 318: There are sharks, Mr. Trumps, believe me, sir, there are sharks.at shark, n.
Men of Character III 87: I’m sure I could have taken a good skinful of it.at skinful, n.
Men of Character I 252: A sneaker, take my word for’t.at sneaker, n.2
Men of Character I 261: Who should he see there but the pot-hook marine, Nankin, with a long coat, and a squeeze hat under his arm?at squeeze, n.1
Men of Character I 274: ‘Here, tumble up!’ and Runnymede scrambled from the plank to the deck.at tumble up (v.) under tumble, v.1
Men of Character I 58: ‘Wounds!’ roared the waggoner.at wounds!, excl.
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