1934 C. Stead Seven Poor Men of Sydney 115: Bust it! I clean forgot it.at bust it! (excl.) under bust, v.1
1934 C. Stead Seven Poor Men of Sydney 33: They led a cat-and-dog life and she tried to get a doctor to certify that he was not all there.at cat and dog life (n.) under cat, n.1
1934 C. Stead Seven Poor Men of Sydney 51: This young chap is sweet on a girl here, a nice little bit of fluff.at bit of fluff (n.) under fluff, n.1
1934 C. Stead Seven Poor Men of Sydney 89: It makes me sick to see what a muttonhead you are, Greg.at mutton-head, n.
1934 C. Stead Seven Poor Men of Sydney 111: The planter comes along and says, ‘Out y’ go, nigger, I don’t want no ’oly joes,’ and the nigger says, ‘I’m doin’ the devil’s work, not the other’s’.at holy Joe, n.
1934 C. Stead Seven Poor Men of Sydney 22: The priest had a mean look, and on his lardy forehead were faint beads of sweat.at lardy, adj.
1934 C. Stead Seven Poor Men of Sydney 95: Silly old woman, his mother ought to ’ve put him in petticoats. A Methody parson.at Methody, adj.
1934 C. Stead Seven Poor Men of Sydney 180: I’m such a little chap; it’s easy to polish me off.at polish off, v.
1934 C. Stead Seven Poor Men of Sydney 95: Silly old woman, his mother ought to ’ve put him in petticoats. A Methody parson.at old woman, n.
1934 C. Stead Seven Poor Men of Sydney 122: A poor man [...] never ’as anything but a poor, miserable, wretched, untidy, un’appy life. They don’t let ’im even be honest or ’ave a friend, if some one wants to pin ’im.at pin, v.
1934 C. Stead Seven Poor Men of Sydney 313: ‘Wouldn’t you like to know?’ The man grinned, ‘Eh, stickybeak?’.at stickybeak, n.
1934 C. Stead Seven Poor Men of Sydney 105: Come down to tin-tacks; that’s the right thing.at get down to tin tacks (v.) under tin tacks, n.