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Always Leave ’Em Dying choose

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[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 82: [I] reached the wooden stand where Trammel was still speaking, giving Miller all kinds of hell.
at all kinds of, adv.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 14: I got the impression that this flabby bag had expected to hire me for a nickel a day.
at bag, n.1
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 53: This one’s really gone, ain’t he? If this ain’t the craziest story I’ve ever heard, then I’m balmy muhself.
at balmy, adj.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 159: ‘Dinner is ready.’ ‘Served.’ ‘Served, baloney. You can help yourself.’.
at baloney!, excl.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 136: I figured I was dead, anyway, and what the hell, I’d bat these beggars with my dismembered limbs as long as I could.
at bat, v.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 61: This would be a big one, hot copy, a nice gruesome subject for shocked conversations.
at big one, n.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 37: ‘Watch it, mister,’ I said. ‘What’s the idea?’.
at what’s the (big) idea?, phr.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 156: There’d been a flurry and a holler and I’d had to do a bit in the clink, but I’d done it standing on my head, since only a few of the charges, like fomenting a riot and disturbing the peace and puncturing seventeen sets of automobile tyres, had stuck.
at do a/one’s bit (v.) under bit, n.1
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 115: Maybe the Guardians wanted the gravy, or the glory, or maybe Trammel was just too damned stinking to live—but they knocked their boy off.
at boy, n.3
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 58: Two cops, even half-drunk ones, were bad enough, but three would reduce my chances nearly to zero. If I were going to make a break, it would have to be right now.
at make a break (v.) under break, n.2
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 6: Everybody in the cackle factory must have heard me.
at cackle factory (n.) under cackle, v.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 114: It’s just a large-scale con game. And if they pull the caper off tomorrow, the Guardians won’t have any trouble explaining why.
at caper, n.2
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 129–20: You said you had to . . . what was it? Case the no man’s land and plan your getaway route. So case.
at case, v.1
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 8: I gathered that hubby had been a lusty cat.
at cat, n.5
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 14: I’d known enough about the guy to hate him even before I’d met him, but meeting him was the clincher.
at clincher, n.1
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 130: If this boy came up to-day, so would their lunches; they’d lose not only prestige, but their flocks would be flocking to Trammel.
at come up, v.1
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 114: It’s just a large-scale con game.
at con game (n.) under con, n.1
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 100: I’m not crazy about going out, myself.
at crazy for (adj.) under crazy, adj.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 128: I damn well wasn’t going to get all creeped up — the way everybody was supposed to — by the clever props.
at creeped up, adj.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 56: In a couple of years they’ll promote you to cretin.
at cretin, n.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 129: This was the damnedest, goofiest vista of cuckoos I had ever laid eyes on in my life.
at cuckoo, n.1
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 106: I was so worried, so darn worried.
at darn, adv.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 109: What the devil goes on out there?
at what the devil...?, phr.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 25: It was a woman, a doll, a sensational tomato who looked as if she’d just turned twenty-one.
at doll, n.1
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 117: They’ll still have to deck him out with grease paint and doodads to make him reasonable.
at doodad, n.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 67: I’m leaving. This egg is eyeballing me too intently.
at eyeball, v.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 117: You also forget they aren’t going to get away with it, since if they try, to-morrow at three o’clock I shall be right there in the thick of things, yanking off falsies or whatever, and raising all kinds of hell.
at falsies, n.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 108: The heat on me had been bad before, but it was really a fire now, an eighteen-alarm inferno. We’d read all the morning papers and listened to the news broadcasts; all of them had the latest developments.
at fire, n.
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 25: I figured she was the type to flip good if she flipped.
at flip, v.4
[US] R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 102: Trammel’s flipping Sunday at that Guardian meeting, and especially the timing of his flip immediately after I’d mentioned Dixon’s name.
at flip, n.3
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