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Devil In London III ii: He get through the world by fair means? Pooh! his supernatural aid given to that booby Pigeon – settled his wager with me! Oh, what a rump-and-dozen will I have down-stairs!at rump and a dozen, n.
Devil In London III ii: He get through the world by fair means? Pooh! his supernatural aid given to that booby Pigeon – settled his wager with me! Oh, what a rump-and-dozen will I have down-stairs! Devil In London III iii: You have been deeply wronged by this blackleg. Your horse was hocussed.at blackleg, n.1
Devil In London I ii: Hem! now I’ve got a cold in my nose – blow it! – and no pocket-handkerchief.at blow it!, excl.
Devil In London
I iii: My lord wants her mopuses to patch up his own ragged estate – but old Bearbinder has bolted him.at bolt, v.
Devil In London I iii: The tradesmen are grumbling now – I don’t mean the jewellers, goldsmiths, tailors, or wine-merchants – but I mean the every day buffers – Kidney, the butcher [...] Dough – the baker.at buffer, n.3
Devil In London II i: I have borrowed a chay-cart and the tallow chandler’s mare.at chay, n.
Devil In London III ii: Two bottles of champagne and a pint of brandy have made me comfortable.at comfortable, adj.
Devil In London I iii: (Three Policemen enter from house, carrying broken roulette tables, rakes, draught-board, cards, &c) [...] lord p.: ’Pon my life, you’re a fine fellow – you got me out of that scrape at the cottage most magnanimously. dev.: The cottage, sir! It appeared to me a house in a close London street. lord p.: How devilish green you are! It was a little quiet hell, my fine fellow!at cottage, n.
Devil In London
II ii: Curse that old croaker.at croaker, n.1
Devil in London I iii: Ah, Mr. ---, how are you? Tip us your daddle!at tip us your daddle under daddle, n.
Devil In London III ii: Oh, damme, damme, damme! Here’s fine words, and no parsnips to butter.at damme!, excl.
Devil In London II ii: It will pop off, cork after cork, and blow me off the dickey.at dicky, n.3
Devil In London II i: Rook, you are a double-distilled scoundrel!at double-distilled (adj.) under double, adj.
Devil In London II i: (playing at cribbage, bank notes on the table) [...] Give me the flimsies: ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty.at flimsy, n.
Devil In London Epilogue: Gadzooks! I’ll make an offer of my hand.at gadzooks! (excl.) under gad, n.1
Devil In London dramatis personae: cadger jack (a hedge-ruffian).at hedge, adj.
Devil In London I iii: How devilish green you are! It was a little quiet hell, my fine fellow!at hell, n.
Devil In London III ii: Oh, I forgot – women can’t whistle – hens don’t whistle.at hen, n.
Devil In London I iii: john. So your name’s Walker? dev.: Yes, sir. john.: Hookey, of course? dev.: You’re quite right, sir.at hookey (walker)!, excl.
Devil In London I iii: Lauks, what a nasty dusty place this Lunnon be.at lawks!, excl.
Devil In London I iii: We’ve our mace coves, and our big wigs, and everything regular, I can tell you.at mace-cove (n.) under mace, n.
Devil In London II iii: peg: Oh, John, look at the beautiful carriages [...] full of gentlemen with cigars and moustachios. john: Only some of the swell mob.at swell mob, n.
Devil In London I iv: The man wot crows, the person wot molrows, the individual wot brays.at molrowing, n.
Devil In London I iii: My lord wants her mopusses to patch up his own ragged estate.at mopus, n.
Devil In London II i i: Our party to the races will be anything but a pleasant one, to consist of all the old pumps that play the nightly round game for twopence a dozen.at pump, n.
Devil in London II iii: I see him – there he scampers. I’ll be after him, and shake the ragged fellow out of his tinder.at ragged, adj.
Devil In London I iii: Come here, Jims. I must raise the wind for to-night; run with these to Uncle Balls.at raise the wind (v.) under raise, v.
Devil In London I iii: What a rum gill you are!at rum gill (n.) under rum, adj.
Devil In London II i: I have borrowed a chay-cart and the tallow chandler’s mare, that will slap along twelve miles an hour.at slap, v.
Devil In London I iii: (Opens champagne and drinks.) dev.: Does your master allow all this? john.: Oh, ah! and much more. You should see one of Cribbing’s parties – they’d make you open your eyes. I’m slap up sometimes myself.at slap-up, adj.
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