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(con. 17C) Redgauntlet (1827) 130: ‘I see you are provided with arms.’ [...] ‘Ay, ay, sir; here be a pair of buffers will bite as well as bark.’.at buffer, n.5
(con. 17C) Redgauntlet (1827) 130: ‘I see you are provided with arms.’ [...] ‘Ay, ay, sir; here be a pair of buffers will bite as well as bark.’. (con. 17C) Redgauntlet (1827) 274: Come, patron, we will drink to Mr What-shall-call-um – What is his name?at what-shall-call-um, n.
(con. 17C) Redgauntlet (1827) 63: ‘What trade be’s that, man?’ said he [...] ‘Canting and lying,’ – said Willie, which produced a thundering laugh.at canting, n.
Redgauntlet Letter xiii: We’ll christen him with the brewer (here he added a little small beer to his beverage) [F&H].at christen, v.
Redgauntlet (1833) letter V 16: ‘What the devil!’ he said, surprised out of his Presbyterian correctness by the unreasonableness of such a request.at what the devil!, excl.
(con. 17C) Redgauntlet (1827) 75: ‘What needs she another till she gets a gudeman?’ answered my Thetis, a little miffed perhaps — to use the women’s phrase.at miffed, adj.
(con. 17C) Redgauntlet (1827) 63: It’s Gil Bobson, the souple tailor frae Burgh. – Ye are welcome to Scotland, ye prick-the-clout loon.at prick-(the-)louse (n.) under prick, v.2
(con. 17C) Redgauntlet (1827) 304: Shut your rattle-trap, you broth of a -----!at rattletrap, n.
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