1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 179: Lord, how small my little vanities seemed now! A fig for them all!at fig, a, n.
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 125: But snakes alive! we’ll get in the semi-final.at snakes (alive)!, excl.
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 143: Ye Gods! Had he ever heard of Honion?at ye gods (and little fishes)!, excl.
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 290: Our babe’s done orl right. He’s killed four, and is now standin’ on ’em.at babe, n.
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 48: ‘Go to blazes,’ I said, ‘and take your vulgar guffaws with you.’.at go to blazes! (excl.) under blazes, n.
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 192: Balls in! Shove like blazes!at like (the) blazes (adv.) under blazes, n.
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 28: An hour’s sweat with Radley. Oh, hang! Blow! Damn!at blow!, excl.1
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 297: The boyish words broke me up. My brows contracted in pain. My eyes burned.at break up, v.
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 128: You’re a ripping chap, and I’m sorry if I ever cheeked you.at cheek, v.1
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 55: Did you ever see an orthodox doctor produce a cockchafer like that?at cockchafer, n.
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 115: Didn’t you deliberately cut me out with Radley?at cut out, v.2
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 158: He made a peculiarly effective exit, his hat tilted at what he called a ‘damn-your-eyes’ angle.at damn-your-eyes (adj.) under damn, v.
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 175: I suppose – I haven’t a dog’s chance. Find out if – I’m done for.at dog’s chance (n.) under dog, n.2
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 20: We old fogies [...] are really done for and shelved.at done for, adj.
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 138: They’ll say you funked your master, if you don’t go up to Mr. Fillet’s study; I shall say you funked the boys, if you don’t go out to them. You must choose between their contempt and mine.at funk, v.2
1922 E. Raymond Tell England (1965) 111: I can’t be whacked; I’m too old. But you’ll get it, Rupert.at get it, v.