1915 ‘Bartimeus’ ‘Crab-Pots’ in A Tall Ship 11: I think one of their submarines must have bagged us.at bag, v.
1915 ‘Bartimeus’ ‘The Seven-Bell Boat’ in A Tall Ship 75: Wherefore these carefully creased trousers, this liberal display of fine linen and flashing cuff-links withal? [...] Don’t tell me the lad is going poodle-faking!at poodle-faker, n.
1915 ‘Bartimeus’ ‘The Seven-Bell Boat’ in A Tall Ship 74: ‘Aren’t you coming ashore?’ [...] The outlaw shook his head. ‘No, my leave’s jambed.’.at jammed, adj.2
1915 ‘Bartimeus’ ‘Crab-Pots’ in A Tall Ship 11: I think our number’s up, old thing. Thorogood bent and slipped his arms under the surgeon’s body.at number is up under number, n.
1915 ‘Bartimeus’ ‘The Seven-Bell Boat’ in A Tall Ship 75: ‘Bunje,’ said the First Lieutenant, ‘come to the club and have tea and play “pills” afterwards?’.at pill, n.
1915 ‘Bartimeus’ ‘Chummy Ships’ in Tall Ship 160: The speaker turned to the Young Doctor. ‘Pills, what d’you get when you change your diet sudden-like—scurvy?’.at pill, n.
1915 ‘Bartimeus’ ‘The Seven-Bell Boat’ in A Tall Ship 77: That’s all been the luck of the battle-cruisers and destroyers. They’ve had a topping rag—three of our term have been wounded already. [Ibid.] 83: It must have been an awful good rag.at rag, n.4
1915 ‘Bartimeus’ ‘The Seven-Bell Boat’ in A Tall Ship 83: I had mumps. Wasn’t it rot? It must have been an awful good rag.at rot, n.1
1915 ‘Bartimeus’ ‘Seven-Bell Boat’ in A Tall Ship 80: They come into the gun-room when we have a sing-song on guest nights, and kick up a frightful shine.at kick up a shine (v.) under shine, n.2
1915 ‘Bartimeus’ ‘A Captain’s Forenoon’ in A Tall Ship 55: The Master-at-Arms mentioned to me that a woman was at the bottom of it. She’s a wrong ’un, I understand.at wrong ’un, n.