1957 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.
1957 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
1957 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.
1957 R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 159: ‘Dinner is ready.’ ‘Served.’ ‘Served, baloney. You can help yourself.’.at baloney!, excl.
1957 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.
1957 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.
1957 R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 37: ‘Watch it, mister,’ I said. ‘What’s the idea?’.at what’s the (big) idea?, phr.
1957 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
1957 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
1957 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
1957 R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 6: Everybody in the cackle factory must have heard me.at cackle factory (n.) under cackle, v.
1957 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
1957 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
1957 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
1957 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
1957 R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 114: It’s just a large-scale con game.at con game (n.) under con, n.1
1957 R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 100: I’m not crazy about going out, myself.at crazy for (adj.) under crazy, adj.
1957 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.
1957 R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 56: In a couple of years they’ll promote you to cretin.at cretin, n.
1957 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
1957 R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 109: What the devil goes on out there?at what the devil...?, phr.
1957 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
1957 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.
1957 R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 67: I’m leaving. This egg is eyeballing me too intently.at eyeball, v.
1957 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.
1957 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.
1957 R. Prather Always Leave ’Em Dying 25: I figured she was the type to flip good if she flipped.at flip, v.4
1957 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