1871 E.K. Wood Dene Hollow I 209: ‘How’s she?’ ‘She? Well, I’d not like to be a croaker, Squire Arde, but I’m afraid we shan’t have her long among us.’.at croaker, n.1
1871 E.K. Wood Dene Hollow I 299: I got a drop too much inside me yesterday afternoon – and my head’s fit to split.at drop, n.4
1871 E.K. Wood Dene Hollow III 26: And now things went on swimmingly. Captain Clanwaring, in feather as to cash, at least, temporarily, was the gayest of the gay.at in full feather under feather, n.
1871 E.K. Wood Dene Hollow I 299: I got a drop too much inside me yesterday afternoon – and my head’s fit to split.at fit to bust under fit to..., phr.
1871 E.K. Wood Dene Hollow I 192: I hope that wench, Pris, has kept my supper warm. [...] She’s a regular sawney, though, in some things.at sawney, n.1
1871 E.K. Wood Dene Hollow II 114: Do you suppose I shall ask your leave whether I call her names or not? She is a toad. There!at toad, n.