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[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 18: That ere dog flies at me, if I take a bit o’ biscuit.
at bit of (a), n.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow II 212: ‘Howsomever, I have nothing to say, but I wish you, luck; but if you kill that dog, I’m a bishop – that’s all’. ‘And if I don’t try for to do so, I am an harchbishop, that’s all,’ replied the gallant Smallbones.
at I’m a Dutchman, phr.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow II 191: Ladies, Mr. Vanslyperken stands treat, and, please the pigs, we’ll make a night of it.
at an’t please the pigs, phr.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow III (Calcutta edn) 175: And over how many years do they extend their pages! while our bantling is produced in the regular nine months.
at bantling, n.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow II 32: ‘That lad’s a prime bit of stuff,’ observed Spurey.
at bit of stuff, n.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 295: ‘So the fool has bit already,’ thought she.
at bite, v.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 6: I will have an answer, by all that’s blue!’ was the ejaculation of the next six strides.
at by all that’s blue! (excl.) under blue, adj.1
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 192: Oh, I don’t know – sort of half-bred, long-shore chap – looks something between a bumbailey and a bumboatman.
at bum-boat, n.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 9: He [dog] rose on his hind legs, snapped the herring out of Smallbones’ hand, bolted forward by the lee gangway, and [...] Smallbones bolted after him.
at bolt, v.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 50: It was one night when we were boozing over a stiff glass at the new shop there.
at booze, v.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 14: ‘The skipper’s out o’ sorts again this morning,’ said Obadiah [...] ‘Then, by Got, we will have de breeze,’ replied Jansen.
at breeze, n.1
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 4: He was in a brown study, yet looked blue.
at brown, adj.1
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 192: Oh, I don’t know – sort of half-bred, long-shore chap – looks something between a bumbailey and a bumboatman.
at bum, n.2
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 15: On the table [...] was a white wash-hand basin, nearly half full of burgoo, a composition of boiled oatmeal and water, very wholesome, and very hot.
at burgoo, n.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 16: In the first place, I will cut you to ribbons with the cat.
at cat, n.3
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow II 198: Now, Mr What-the-devil’s-your-name, you must drink off a glass of my burnt brandy.
at what the devil...?, phr.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow III (Calcutta edn) 203: By gum, he’s a-done for me at last. Well, I don’t care, I can die but once, that’s sartin sure; and he’ll go to the devil, that’s sartin sure.
at do for, v.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 246: ‘Be aisy, my jewel,’ replied Nancy, mimicking the Irishman.
at easy!, excl.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 105: If she’s not mine in half an hour, I’ll flog each mother’s son.
at every mother’s son, n.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 50: We were boozing [...] at the Pint in Portsmouth—and so you see, falling in with him, I wished to learn something about my new skipper.
at fall in (v.) under fall, v.3
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 99: Oceans of punch, and rivers of rum, / Await the sailor at Fiddler’s Green.
at fiddler’s green (n.) under fiddler, n.3
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 189: And as for that ’peaching old Corporal Blubber, I’ll Wan Spitter him if ever he turns up again to blow the gaff against my own dear Jemmy.
at blow the gaff (v.) under gaff, n.1
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow II 158: ‘I can douse a glim, anyhow,’ cried Jemmy.
at douse the glim (v.) under glim, n.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow II 228: He’s charmed, or I am a gudgeon.
at gudgeon, n.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 11: Have you not a herring there, you herring-gutted scoundrel?
at herring-gutted, adj.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow II 37: That dog I’ll settle the hash of some way or the other, if it be the devil’s own cousin.
at settle the hash (v.) under hash, n.1
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 17: And after the flogging—you shall be keel-hauled.
at keel-haul, v.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 14: Yes, as sure as Mother Carey’s chickens raise the gale, [...] I’ll be down and get my breakfast, there may be keel-hauling before noon.
at keel-hauling, n.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow II 28: ‘Hell to pay and no pitch hot,’ added Jemmy.
at hell to pay under hell, n.
[UK] Marryat Snarleyyow I 18: Silence, you mutinous rascal, or I’ll put you in irons.
at irons, n.
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