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[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 177: ‘Any work up-by, chum?’ [...] ‘None at all,’ I replied. ‘Things are as bad as they can be. No tea-and-sugar men need apply.’.
at tea and sugar man (n.) under tea-and-sugar, adj.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 48: ‘No – no – NO!’ said I, heeling and toeing it.
at heel-and-toe, v.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 92: I got her settled down in the rocker below the wag-at-the wa’.
at wag-at-the-wall, n.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 62: And wasn’t I wearing bat-wing chaps and packing a six-gun? Oh, no.
at batwing, n.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 85: I cooked a beezer of a breakfast.
at beezer, n.2
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 125: Bob’s your aunt! Beenies your uncle! Was ever a wanderer served by so steady a star?
at bob’s your uncle, phr.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 46: The lum reek, the pavement glaur, forbye yon smell that comes out of the stanks in the syver – man-a-man, he bokes at it all!
at boke, v.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 126: I came upon a bothy [...] where were navvies stripped to the buff washing their shirts.
at buff, n.1
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 321: on the cadge, on the mooch, begging.
at on the (grand) cadge under cadge, the, n.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 127: I’d leather you! I’d cow you, you dirty tramp.
at cow, v.1
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 229: And spikes is no good no more, they ain’t. A lousy lot of cusses goes into them.
at cuss, n.1
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 298: Take a dekk at this chump on the shore, you chaps.
at deck, n.2
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 231: We drummed-up, smoked, yarned, then hit the dirt. Through woods, over moors.
at hit the dirt (v.) under dirt, n.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 229: To tell you the truth, Scottie boy, the Toby’s gone to the dogs, it has. Wot with A.A. scouts, R.A.C. patrol men, speed cops, and them there dizzy hikers, curse me if there’s room for a reg’lar jungle-wallah.
at dizzy, adj.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 80: So I paid my half-dollar.
at half-dollar, n.1
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 96: I want to flop in a swell lay-down with knobs on.
at lay-down, n.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 264: ‘And the makings?’ ‘The makings, too, chum.’ ‘Can a duck swim!’.
at can a duck swim? under duck, n.1
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 179: Anyway, it’s a dud sort of a place.
at dud, adj.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 274: Dutchy was game as well as ready [...] for he knew languages other than Dutch and English.
at Dutchy, n.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 263: He struck a never-darken-my-door-again attitude, pointed into the rain and rapped out: ‘Get!’.
at get!, excl.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 85: I cooked a beezer of a breakfast, burning myself good-oh.
at goodo, adv.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 3: Before I begin to pester you with this giddiest of gowks’ errands.
at gowk, n.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 142: Then come on, you bull-men! Hike out, you flat-feets! Wallop the flint, you horn-hoofed wanderlusters!
at hit the grit (v.) under grit, n.2
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 96: That slop’ll pinch me for keeps if you hand me the kick-along. [Ibid.] 320: hand me the kick-along, refuse me.
at hand someone the kick-along (v.) under hand, v.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 142: Then come on, you bull-men! Hike out, you flat-feets!
at hike (off), v.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 173: If you refuse they drive off in a huff, talking to themselves.
at huff, n.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 276: And you should have heard it talk.
at it, n.1
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 46: And the bawbees molding in his stocking-fit. Jings, ay!
at jings!, excl.
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 284: Glamour’s on the main-drag – / Jouk the jade or die!
at juke, v.1
[UK] M. Marshall Travels of Tramp-Royal 229: To tell you the truth, Scottie boy, the Toby’s gone to the dogs, it has. Wot with A.A. scouts, R.A.C. patrol men, speed cops, and them there dizzy hikers, curse me if there’s room for a reg’lar jungle-wallah.
at jungle stiff (n.) under jungle, n.
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