![[UK]](/static/img/flags/uk.png "United Kingdom")
Typhoon 170: Somebody told him to go and put his head in a bag.at put your head in a bag! (excl.) under bag, n.1
Typhoon 170: Somebody told him to go and put his head in a bag. Typhoon 156: How he knew there was a terrific gale fifty miles off beats me.at beat, v.
Typhoon 147: He didn’t mind, he said, the trouble of punching their blanked heads down there, blank his soul, but did the condemned sailors think you could keep steam up in the God-forsaken boilers simply by knocking the blanked stokers about?at blank, adj.
Typhoon 197: Our late second mate hasn’t been long in finding a friend. A chap looking uncommonly like a bummer.at bummer, n.3
Typhoon 148: ‘We’re going to catch it this time,’ he said. ‘The barometer is tumbling down like anything, Harry.’.at catch it (v.) under catch, v.1
Typhoon 153: The Chinamen! Why don’t you speak plainly? Couldn’t tell what you meant. Never heard a lot of coolies spoken of as passengers before.at coolie, n.1
Typhoon 163: ‘She’s done for,’ he said to himself, with a surprising mental agitation, as though he had discovered an unexpected meaning in this thought.at done for, adj.
Typhoon 185: Can’t you speak? What are you poking about here for? What’s your game anyhow?’.at game, n.
Typhoon 201: We could get rid of them and their money afterwards by delivering them to their Mandarin or Taotai, or whatever they call these chaps in goggles you see being carried about in sedan-chairs through their stinking streets.at goggles, n.
Typhoon 140: His brusque ‘Come along, John; make look see’ set the Chinaman in motion at his heels.at John, n.
Typhoon 140: His brusque ‘Come along, John; make look see’ set the Chinaman in motion at his heels.at looksee, n.
Typhoon 174: ‘What? What is it?’ Jukes cried distressfully; and the other repeated, ‘What would my old woman say if she saw me now?’.at old woman, n.
Typhoon 200: Oh! It was pretty complete, I can tell you; and you may run to and fro across the Pond to the end of time before you find yourself with such a job on your hands.at pond, the, n.
Typhoon 143: All the chaps of the black-squad are as decent as they make that kind, and old Sol, the Chief, is a dry stick. We are good friends.at dry stick (n.) under stick, n.
no more results