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Mohawks III 39: What, by the Reverend Couple-Beggars, by that scurvy dealer in marriage lines, Parson Keith?at couple-beggar, n.
Mohawks III 39: What, by the Reverend Couple-Beggars, by that scurvy dealer in marriage lines, Parson Keith? Mohawks III 149: O, it was a bite of the most diabolical nature.at bite, n.1
Mohawks III 93: I believed in his discretion [...] now he has begun to blab to that silly wife of his, my confidence is destroyed for ever.at blab, v.
Mohawks II 266: You blow hot and cold.at blow hot and cold (v.) under blow, v.1
Mohawks I 181: The soft seductive sound of the dice sliding gently on to the board of green cloth.at board of green cloth (n.) under board, n.1
Mohawks II 157: My wife has a whole kennel of puppies perpetually sprawling at her feet [...] of whom Bolingbroke is chief bow-wow, now that her old admirer, Chesterfield, is at the Hague.at bow-wow, n.
Mohawks II 175: ‘Fill me another brimmer, Asterley,’ said the Dowager.at brimmer, n.
Mohawks III 155: He claps all his prisoners into that hell, and makes them pay heavily before he allows them to be removed to the purgatory of another house, or the paradise of prison and chummage.at chummage, n.
Mohawks I 79: The travelled cit who has been exploring all sorts of savage places in Spain and Italy.at cit, n.
Mohawks III 105: Damn the world!at damn, v.
Mohawks II 116: If I could believe, Herrick – but it is that damnable if which wrecks us.at damnable, adj.
Mohawks II 235: Dazzling in white satin and white velvet [...] Lady Judith Topsparkle appeared at Lady Townley’s drum, which was an assemblage of all the best people in town.at drum, n.3
Mohawks III 148: Egad, I shall have to commit bigamy if she doesn’t.at egad!, excl.
Mohawks III 125: Here you are too near to Newgate and the Compter. The foul odours of the gaol-birds are blown in at your windows.at gaolbird, n.
Mohawks III 247: ‘O, hang music!’ cried Miss Vansittart.at hang!, excl.
Mohawks III 107: Nothing but the immediate prospect of a hempen necklace would extort that.at hempen cravat (n.) under hempen, adj.
Mohawks III 154: Marjory’s! What, the sponging-house in Shoe-Lane! [...] ’tis an execrable den, but not a whit worse than their other holes.at hole, n.1
Mohawks III 257: There is a true British smack about a glass of ale that beats your foreign wines hollow.at hollow, adv.
Mohawks II 98: There was a time when I was a red-hot Jacobite.at red-hot, adj.
Mohawks III 151: It is still more wonderful to me, Bob, how you contrive to keep out of the sponging-house.at sponging-house, n.
Mohawks I 157: ’Twas old Hunks’s lawyer sang the praises of young Miss’s beauty.at hunks, n.
Mohawks III 238: ‘Ifackens, so I did, wench!’ cried the Dowager, who was very vulgar when she was in a good temper.at i’fecks!, excl.
Mohawks III 299: We’ve jockeyed the ghost, I think.at jockey, v.
Mohawks II 181: Faith, were your principles as sound as your head you might be Treasurer now instead of that lubberly Norfolk squire.at lubberly, adj.
Mohawks III 25: She is some vizard Miss that ought to be sitting in the slips, I’ll be sworn.at miss, n.1
Mohawks III 127: The cry of the sweep [...] and Irish Molly with her clattering milk-pails.at molly, n.1
Mohawks III 24: Stap my vitals if I have not been between laughing and crying all the evening.at stap my vitals!, excl.
Mohawks I 183: You were always as obstinate as Old Nick.at Old Nick, n.
Mohawks I 42: I got quodded and narrowly escaped a rope.at quod, v.
Mohawks II 211: ‘What have you been doing with yourself, Jack?’ ‘Raking, Herrick, raking! A long night at Vauxhall with Lady Polwhele and her crew, a debauche of champagne and minced chicken.’.at rake, v.1
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