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Trail of the Serpent choose

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[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 66: So Blind Peter is the Alsatia of Slopperton, a refuge for crime and destitution.
at Alsatia, n.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 26: Why were you in such a hurry this morning to cut and run to Gardenford?
at cut and run, v.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 210: They’ve been a chaffing of him awful.
at awful, adv.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 347: ‘Why I’m blest,’ cried the Smasher, ‘if the old baby aint at Peter’s game, a talkin’ to nobody upon his fingers.’.
at baby, n.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 11: I am a bad lot. I wonder they don’t hang such men as me.
at bad lot (n.) under bad, adj.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 4: Slopperton found him a species of barnacle rather difficult to shake off.
at barnacle, n.1
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 50: Was he to be found? No, gentlemen, the bird had flown.
at bird, n.1
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 249: You would think he had never been blind drunk in his life.
at blind drunk (adj.) under blind, adv.1
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 232: Whether he thought as how something was up and he was blown [...] I can’t take it upon myself to say.
at blown, adj.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 59: ‘Blue devils?’ ‘Yes, he’d been in a low way for three months, or more; had had a sharp attack of delirium tremens.’.
at blue devils, n.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 226: I see that case was dead against him – the money in his pocket [...] and a very evident attempt at a bolt.
at bolt, n.1
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 69: I’m blest if he hasn’t been and boned my mug. I hope it’ll do him more good than it’s done me.
at bone, v.1
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 252: Ten rounds inside the rope, was a trifle to one in your own back parlour, when your missus had got your knowledge box in chancery on the hob.
at knowledge box, n.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 27: I’ve seen a many knowing cards.
at card, n.2
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 360: ‘Don’t you go to flurry your tender constitution and do yourself a unrecoverable hinjury,’ the old cat made reply.
at cat, n.1
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 362: So I valks my chalks, but I doesn’t valk ’em very far.
at walk one’s chalks (v.) under chalks, n.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 252: Ten rounds inside the rope, was a trifle to one in your own back parlour, when your missus had got your knowledge box in chancery on the hob.
at in chancery under chancery, n.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 26: I’m going to light my pipe, why if you like to blow a cloud too, you can.
at blow a cloud (v.) under cloud, n.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 23: Don’t he come the hinnocent dodge, stunnin?
at come the..., v.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 249: I shall cut him up on principle.
at cut up, v.1
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 227: You’re not much good, my friend, says I, with your lardy-dardy ways, and your cold-blooded words, whoever you are.
at lardy-dardy, adj.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 248: I’d hang my grandmother for a sovereign, and the pride of catching her, if she was a downy one.
at downy, adj.1
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 191: Lor love you, sir, regular jolly, with the exception of bein’ rather warm, and makin’ a cove precious dry.
at dry, adj.1
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 334: Egad, Peters, I think you’d make evidence, if there wasn’t any.
at egad!, excl.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 363: Von day vhen me and Jim vos at a public, ve happened to fall in vith a sailor.
at fall in (v.) under fall, v.3
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 60: ‘Will you have the kindness to explain what you mean by the prisoner having “a loose slate?”’ ‘A tile off. Something wrong about the roof – the garret – the upper story – the nut.’.
at garret, n.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 351: He is evidently an American from this remark, though there is very little of Brother Jonathan in his manner.
at Jonathan, n.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 28: A great gaunt jail – the stoniest of stone jugs.
at stone jug, n.1
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 191: Lor love you, sir, regular jolly, with the exception of bein’ rather warm.
at lord love...!, excl.
[UK] M.E. Braddon Trail of the Serpent 363: You are a nice lot, you are.
at lot, n.1
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