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Marsh 373: You’re a barmy, ain’t yer? I like to look at barmies.at barmy, n.
Marsh 373: You’re a barmy, ain’t yer? I like to look at barmies. Marsh 395: Does he, begob!at begorra!, excl.
Marsh 457: Depends on how soon the other bogey gets on the blower and phones his station.at blower, n.2
Marsh 231: It’s the ground-floor front room, bung on the pavement.at bung, adv.
Marsh 315: ‘He wouldn’t ’a’ been born at all if they’d managed all right in the brothel.’ [...] ‘Born in a case-house, he was.’.at case house (n.) under case, n.3
Marsh 186: Come on, my chancy lads! Tally ho!at chancy, adj.
Marsh 459: He gets fighting, and the other fellow [...] outs with his knife and chives him.at chiv, v.
Marsh 113: The claret’s runnin’. Both of ’em’s tapped the claret.at tap someone’s claret (v.) under claret, n.
Marsh 113: The claret’s runnin’. Both of ’em’s tapped the claret.at claret, n.
Marsh 448: ‘You go with him.’ ‘And show my clock to a bogey? Not in ten years!’.at clock, n.1
Marsh 361: The Secretary of State, having given careful consideration to the petition of Young High-cockolorum, sees no ground for granting his request.at high cockalorum, n.
Marsh 282: Your great bully [...] was here yesterday afternoon trying to bribe me to come copper about a burglary.at come (the) copper (v.) under copper, n.
Marsh 70: This is corking – not half!at corking, adj.
Marsh 126: Why, there’s kids here that go nickin’. Real proper little lob-crawlers they are.at lob-crawler, n.
Marsh 258: It’ll have to be done at the creep when she’s in bed.at creep, n.
Marsh 149: As he was all flashed up, I went up to ’im and arst, ‘Got a copper, mate?’ [...] and Crimes, he turned out to be a bleedin’ split!at crimes!, excl.
Marsh 373: On the croaker’s, or doctor’s, orders, they took him from A Hall to the hospital wing.at croaker, n.5
Marsh 126: Some of us may get our money on the cross, but we don’t bleed it out of them poor janes.at on the cross under cross, n.1
Marsh 233: As an outside man, or ‘crow,’ one of his first tasks was to prospect all night outside [...] a large house in North Kensington.at crow, n.2
Marsh 268: Only professionals leave no dabs.at dab, n.2
Marsh 46: ‘Got the darbs all right, Sid?’ ‘You bet,’ answered Sid, and produced a dirty pack of cards.at darbs, n.2
Marsh 180: A furnished house that looked to be unoccupied would be best – a ‘dead ’un,’ as Stretcher would have called it.at dead ’un, n.2
Marsh 142: The grey hair, damp and wispy, told of nights in the doss or nights ‘on the deck’.at deck, n.1
Marsh 126: If it’s not screwin’, it’s parlour-jumpin’ or dippin’ the lob.at dip, v.2
Marsh 83: I’m proper dippy about you, you see.at dippy, adj.
in Marsh in DSUE (1984).at dockie, n.
Marsh 328: How could you do with a nice two-eyed steak, eh, and a couple ’a’ doorsteps, with a nice pint of thick to wash it all dahn with, eh?at doorstep, n.
Marsh 50: It was the van draggers that pinched the whole outfit.at dragger, n.1
Marsh 46: Kick off, Faceache.at face-ache (n.) under face, n.
Marsh 50: They waited till you come by with no-one on your tail-board, and then one of ’em cries, ‘Fat’s a-runnin’!’ and that’s the signal for his mates to swarm on your tail and drag all they can from the van.at fat’s a-running! (excl.) under fat, n.
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