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Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 24: Whew! it’s cold enough to freeze the tail off a tin possum; and this infernal rubbish won’t burn, at least not to warm a man.at cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey, phr.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 24: Whew! it’s cold enough to freeze the tail off a tin possum; and this infernal rubbish won’t burn, at least not to warm a man. Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 297: ‘Is so,’ says he, ‘and no flies.’.at no flies (about)!, excl.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 121: That shall be the game for me in future, Polly; all square and above-board there.at above board, adj.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 353: Can me and my master stay here to-night? We’re all abroad in this fog.at abroad, adj.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 467: He is engaged in receiving the ‘afterdavy’ of a man who got his head broke by a tinker at the cricket-match.at after davy, n.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 199: I ran out, and met James in the verandah. ‘It’s all up,’ I said. ‘Get the women and children into the river, and let the men go up to windward with the sheep-skins.’.at all up, adj.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 297: ‘Is so,’ says he, ‘and no flies.’.at and no flies, phr.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 413: Base-born, workhouse-bred! Tossed from workhouse to prison, from prison to hulk – every man’s hand against him – an Arab of society.at arab, n.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 256: What was that battle the Doctor and you were reading about [...] Where they got bailed up among the rocks, you know, and fought till they were all killed.at bail up, v.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 365: The lad was getting beat, and couldn’t a’ gone much further.at beat, adj.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 378: ‘Begorra (that’s a Scotch expression, Miss Brentwood, but very forcible),’ said Captain Desborough.at begorra!, excl.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 441: So you are going to sit among the big-wigs in the House of Lords. I hope you won’t forget yourself.at bigwig, n.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 196: Don’t you fret your bingy, boss; he’ll be as good a man as his father yet.at bingy, n.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 195: ‘And fine young blackguards they’ll turn out,’ I said; in which I was right in those two instances.at blackguard, n.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 311: He had some byeblows in Devon, by all accounts. If this is one of them, how the deuce did he get here?at by-blow, n.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 27: Blowed if I don’t think it the most honest action he ever did in his life.at I’ll be blowed! (excl.) under blowed, adj.1
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 353: There’s cowd beef, sir (to me), and good breed, no’ to mind boggins o’ tea.at boggins, n.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 18: ‘Bosh,’ said the Doctor. ‘All this about Hamlyn’s going out hare-hunting.’.at bosh, n.1
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 195: ‘So, boss,’ began the ruffian, not looking at him, ‘we ain’t fit company for the likes of that kinchin, — eh?’.at boss, n.2
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 24: He’ll be drinking at all the places coming along to get his courage up to bounce me.at bounce, v.1
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 188: A young and beautiful woman, villain-beguiled, who seemed, too, to have a temper of her own, and promised, under circumstances, to turn out a bit of a b—mst—ne.at brimstone, n.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn 430: He was telling the most outrageous of Irish stories, and making, on purpose, the most outrageous of Irish bulls.at pull a bull (v.) under bull, n.2
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 237: Not with long streaming ribands down his back, like a Pitt Street bully, but with short and modest ones, as became a gentleman.at bully, n.1
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 297: ‘Butty,’ says I, ‘who are those chaps round here on the lay?’.at butty, n.1
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 196: ‘Oh my — (colonial oath!)’ said the other; ‘oh my — “cabbage tree!’” [Ibid.] 313: ‘Why, darn my cabbage-tree,’ he said.at my cabbage-tree!, excl.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 295: ‘Who was the man you met in the public-house, who seems to have frightened you so?’ ‘No less a man than Captain Touan, my dear cousin!’ said Tom. [...] ‘Why, that’s the great bushranger, that is out to the north; is it not?’.at captain, n.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn 259: ‘You will find, sir,’ said Lee, ‘that these men, in this here hut, are a rougher lot than you think for. Very like they’ll be cheeky.’.at cheeky, adj.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 202: ‘Hech, sirs, but that chiel’s riding hard!’ A horseman appeared making for the station at full speed.at child, n.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 344: He still carries on his old chronic flirtation with Mary; and she is as ready to be flirted with as ever.at chronic, adj.
Recollections of G. Hamlyn (1891) 24: I don’t want any meetings on the cross up at my place in the village.The whole house ain’t mine, and we don’t know who may be listening.at on the cross under cross, n.1
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