c.1850 G. Thompson Anna Mowbray 10: Let us have a room and some good lush, where we can ogle the boodle and reg up.at boodle, n.1
c.1850 G. Thompson Anna Mowbray 9: The big negro had ‘broke’ the little white boy, with whom he had been playing ‘penny bluff,’ that is, had won all his money from him.at break, v.1
c.1850 G. Thompson Anna Mowbray 9: John Carr (the cripple) [...] requested to be conveyed to Boy Jack’s crib, (the name of a thieves’ den,) where he soon drank himself insensible.at crib, n.1
c.1850 G. Thompson Anna Mowbray 12: Upon the wall hung every implement used by house breakers in their lawless calling – false and skeleton keys (in flash termed dubs).at dub, n.1
c.1850 G. Thompson Anna Mowbray 12: Upon the wall hung every implement used by house breakers in their lawless calling – false and skeleton keys (in flash termed dubs), dark lanterns, (glims,) small iron crow bars (London jimmies).at jemmy, n.3
c.1850 G. Thompson Anna Mowbray 13: The Rev. saint strutted off, muttering something about the impudence of the lower orders.at rev, n.1
c.1850 G. Thompson Anna Mowbray 10: The pigs are after us and these shyse coves [footnote: loafers] must not spot us.at shice, adj.
c.1850 G. Thompson Anna Mowbray 11: Shoot the pit, lads – the hounds are out! Guinea Bill has betrayed you!at shoot, v.
c.1850 G. Thompson Anna Mowbray 11: Shoot the pit, lads – the hounds are out! Guinea Bill has betrayed you!at shoot the pit (v.) under shoot, v.