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The Cheats choose

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[UK] J. Wilson Cheats II i: This is napping gear.
at nappy (ale), n.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats IV ii: I made her confess that the Alderman and one Bilboe play level de coile with her.
at play (at) level-coil (v.) under play (at)..., v.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats IV i: The wax’d, the grav’d, the slipt, the goad, the fullam, the flat, the bristle, the bar.
at bar, n.1
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats IV i: Who made you a captain? [...] Did not I pick thee up at a threepenny ordinary, brought you into gentlemen’s company, dub’d you knight of the blade, taught you the method of making new plots [...] I know that you were never a corporal in all your life.
at knight of the blade, n.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats IV i: The wax’d, the grav’d, the slipt, the goad, the fullam, the flat, the bristle, the bar.
at bristles, n.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats V ii: Stick a bull’s feather in my cap! Make me a knight of the forked order!
at bull’s feather (n.) under bull, n.1
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats I iv: Chew the cud upon this for present.
at chew the cud, v.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats V ii: Now, my dear chick, how I love thee!
at chick, n.1
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats I v: Here, chick, prithee bite a bit of ’t.
at chick, n.1
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats I i: I was t’other night upon the randan, and who should I meet with but our old gang, some of St. Nicholas’ clerks.
at St Nicholas’s clergyman, n.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats I i: A pox take these citizens, and then a man might get some money by ’um. They are so hidebound, there’s no living by ’um; so clunch-fisted.
at clutch-fisted, adj.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats I i: What has become of your small cockatrice, the astrologer Mopus his wife?
at cockatrice, n.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats V v: How pitifully my husband is cut! He’ll be so sick to-morrow morning.
at cut, adj.1
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats IV i: [I] taught you the use of up-hills, down-hills, and petars* (*Note. Terms applicable to false or loaded dice, or to the knavish mode of handling them).
at down-hills (n.) under down, adj.1
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats I iii: A company of fribbles, enough to discredit any honest house in the world.
at fribble, n.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats V iii: Now for a small hedge-priest to make the knot.
at hedge-priest (n.) under hedge, adj.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats IV ii: If my husband should hear you, he would run horn-mad, and knock both our brains out.
at horn-mad, adj.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats I iii: I am for none of your skip-jacks.
at skip-jack, n.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats II iv: As merry as thou wilt, my joe.
at joe, n.1
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats V i: Methought I was married to a man with a great jolt-head.
at jolterhead, n.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats V ii: Stick a bull’s feather in my cap! Make me a knight of the forked order!
at ...the forked order under knight of the..., n.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats IV ii: You are pretty neat in your house; somewhat nimble, witty, subtile, and a good bed-fellow!
at neat, adj.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats I i: I was t’other night upon the randan, and who should I meet with but our old gang, some of St. Nicholas’ clerks? Pad was the word.
at pad, n.1
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats IV i: [I] taught you the use of up-hills, down-hills, and petars* (*Note. Terms applicable to false or loaded dice, or to the knavish mode of handling them).
at peter, n.2
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats II i: They’re a company of quacking fools [...] Hang this foisting – I’ll trust ne’er a doctor of them all.
at quack, adj.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats I i: I was t’other night upon the randan, and who should I meet with but our old gang.
at on the rantan under rantan, n.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats V v: He has got a rattle as big as a drum.
at rattle, n.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats V v: Your daughter has married a gentleman. Is this not better than a Smithfield bargain—give me so much money, and my horse shall leap your mare.
at Smithfield bargain (n.) under Smithfield, n.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats I i: We took it [booty], and shar’d it, but, coming home were all snap’d by a hue and cry for another business.
at snap, v.
[UK] J. Wilson Cheats I iv: Ah! how it tickles my lungs to think how many mad frolics we have had at robbing of orchards and stealing pudding-pies.
at tickle, v.
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