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[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 1: What they did do was observe and, to use their own expression, argufy.
at argufy, v.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 160: You’d be a nice article to take to a foreign country.
at article, n.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 134: I suppose me curse-o’-God horse is down the field again, bad scran to it?
at bad scran (n.) under bad, adj.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 139: An old friend would waylay her [...] and, taking no refusal, steer her into a snug for just a thimbleful of sherry or a ball of malt.
at ball, n.2
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 101: You’re making a balls of it. Wrong end of the stick.
at make a balls of (v.) under balls-up, n.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 8: A long-suffering publican [...] refused their pleas for ‘a bang of the latch’ – a last quick pint.
at bang of the latch (n.) under bang, n.1
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 45: Twelve? Begob, that’s a great age.
at begorra!, excl.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 99: ‘Tell the truth, is she the berries or is she not?’ he asked, pink with pride.
at berries, the, n.1
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 6: He drove past them with a bit of stuff beside him.
at bit of stuff, n.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 26: Bogtrotters like the schoolmaster were the new Quality.
at bogtrotter (n.) under bog, n.3
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 155: I did not get a chance to tell Abie about Cara’s ‘botheration’.
at botheration, n.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 166: Such credentials defined him as a ‘character’, which is usually a Dublinese synonym for a bowsie or gurrier.
at bowsie, n.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 156: He’s not supposed to walk up stairs. Stairs me bum, he’s not even let out of bed.
at my bum! (excl.) under bum, n.1
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 188: He regarded the performing arts as so much bunkum.
at bunkum, n.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 77: War-time bread and a slice of over-the-ration boiled ham ruthlessly cadged by my mother from Mr Cussen’s shop.
at cadge, v.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 37: And then the clincher: ‘Sure why else would he write it?’.
at clincher, n.1
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 100: I knew it to be a cod of a yarn.
at cod, n.5
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 2: Cloggy said: ‘You’re coddin’.’.
at cod, v.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 19: It’s all hours, I’m destroyed.
at destroyed, adj.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out after Dark 29: What was all that about? [...] What ailed you? I thought you’d have to be dug out of him.
at dig out, v.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 11: She gave a sworn statement to the police, so she could hardly go back on it and do the dirty on me.
at do someone the dirty (v.) under dirty, n.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out after Dark 163: ‘We don’t want them and their sort here,’ he told me [...] ‘Dirty elders!’.
at elders, n.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 147: There was a mutinous rumble and cries from the rear of ‘Feck off’.
at feck, v.2
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 64: My mother fetched me a dirty look.
at fetch, v.2
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 133: She would make for the Picture House. It was a redbrick flea-pit.
at fleapit, n.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out after Dark 91: It was common knowledge that Englishwomen, their morals in flitters from six years of war, were coming to Ireland to eat farm eggs and butter.
at flitter, v.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out after Dark 6: Like the hero in the weekly follower-upper at the Picture House.
at follower-upper, n.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 41: The shame of being frogmarched, unconscious, off the altar.
at frogmarch, v.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 15: Old Fanning appeared at his front window and made feck-off gestures of great savagery.
at fuck-off, n.
[Ire] H. Leonard Out After Dark 3: Cloggy said: ‘Shag that for a lark.’.
at fuck that/this for a lark! (excl.) under fuck, v.
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