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[UK] C. Whibley ‘Vaux’ A Book of Scoundrels 186: At the moment of his arrest he was on his way to purchase base coin from a Whitechapel bit-faker.
at bit faker (n.) under bit, n.1
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Moll Cutpurse’ Book of Scoundrels 59: She is remembered [...] not only as the Queen Regent of Misrule, the benevolent tyrant of cly-filers and heavers, of hacks and blades, but as the incomparable Roaring Girl.
at roaring boy, n.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Jonathan Wild’ A Book of Scoundrels 79: He lived on terms of intimacy with the mill-kens, the bridle-culls, the buttock-and-files of London.
at bridle-cull, n.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Jonathan Wild’ A Book of Scoundrels 79: He lived on terms of intimacy with the mill-kens, the bridle-culls, the buttock-and-files of London.
at buttock and file (n.) under buttock, n.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘The Switcher’ A Book of Scoundrels 211: ‘The keek-cloy,’ he wrote, in his hints to young sportsmen, ‘is easily picked.’.
at keek-cloy, n.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘The Switcher’ A Book of Scoundrels 209: He died, as he was born, an expert cly-faker.
at cly-faker (n.) under cly, n.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Sixteen-String Jack’ A Book of Scoundrels 125: The very year in which Jack danced his last jig at Tyburn.
at dance, v.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Deacon Brodie’ A Book of Scoundrels 238: He visited an ancient doxy of his own, who, with her bully, shielded him from justice.
at doxy, n.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Vaux’ A Book of Scoundrels 185: A fawney sparkled on his dexter fam.
at fam, n.1
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Moll Cutpurse’ in Book of Scoundrels 59: She is remembered [...] not only as the Queen Regent of Misrule, the benevolent tyrant of cly-filers and heavers.
at filer, n.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Deacon Brodie’ A Book of Scoundrels 242: He loved above all things to patter the flash.
at patter (the) flash (v.) under flash, n.1
[UK] C. Whibley ‘George Barrington’ A Book of Scoundrels 193: Having cultivated a grave and sober style for himself, he recoiled in horror from the flash lingo.
at flash lingo (n.) under flash, adj.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Deacon Brodie’ A Book of Scoundrels 238: The thief, also, found him irresistable [...] the flash kens of Edinburgh murmured the Deacon’s name in the hushed whisper of respect.
at flash ken (n.) under flash, adj.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘The Switcher’ A Book of Scoundrels 210: ‘My forks,’ he boasted, ‘are equally long, and they never fail me.’.
at fork, n.1
[UK] C. Whibley A Book of Scoundrels 31: His intimate acquaintance with the vagabonds of speech enabled him to compile a dictionary of Pedlar’s French.
at pedlar’s French, n.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Moll Cutpurse’ Book of Scoundrels 69: The jerkin, the doublet, the galligaskins were put on to serve the practical purposes of life.
at galligaskins, n.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘The Switcher’ A Book of Scoundrels 210: A purse that did not contain so much as would ‘sweeten a grawler’.
at sweeten a grawler (v.) under grawler, n.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Moll Cutpurse’ in Book of Scoundrels 59: She is remembered [...] not only as the Queen Regent of Misrule, the benevolent tyrant of cly-filers and heavers, of hacks and blades, but as the incomparable Roaring Girl.
at heaver, n.2
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Jonathan Wild’ Book of Scoundrels 82: Molly, his wife, was destined a second time to win the conspicuous honour that belongs to a hempen widow.
at hempen widow (n.) under hempen, adj.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Gentleman Harry’ A Book of Scoundrels 217: No longer was the high toby-gloak a ‘gentleman’ of the road; he was a butcher, if not a beggar on horseback.
at high-toby gloak (n.) under high-toby, n.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Deacon Brodie’ A Book of Scoundrels 239: He was [...] shaking the ivories.
at ivory, n.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Jack Sheppard’ A Book of Scoundrels 125: The Stone-Jug was all be-chipped and shattered. From the castle he had forced his way through a nine-foot wall.
at stone jug, n.1
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Jonathan Wild’ A Book of Scoundrels 79: He lived on terms of intimacy with the mill-kens, the bridle-culls, the buttock-and-files of London.
at mill-ken (n.) under mill, v.1
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Jonathan Wild’ A Book of Scoundrels 82: ‘People got so peery,’ complained the great man.
at peery, adj.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Gentleman Harry’ A Book of Scoundrels 218: His early companions were scragged at Tyburn.
at scrag, v.
[UK] C. Whibley ‘The Switcher’ A Book of Scoundrels 211: The breast-pocket [...] is a severer test. ‘Picking the suck is sometimes a kittle job.’.
at suck, n.2
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Moll Cutpurse’ Book of Scoundrels 60: A very ‘tomrig and rump-scuttle,’ she knew only the sports of the boys.
at tom rig (n.) under tom, n.5
[UK] C. Whibley ‘Moll Cutpurse’ Book of Scoundrels 60: A very ‘tomrig and rump-scuttle,’ she knew only the sports of the boys.
at tom rig (n.) under tom, n.12
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