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Dead Ringer 153: A midget can’t hide; he’s too small to hide. He sticks out like a sore thumb.at stick out like a sore thumb, v.
Dead Ringer 153: A midget can’t hide; he’s too small to hide. He sticks out like a sore thumb. Dead Ringer 109: ‘Attababy,’ I said.at attaboy!, excl.
Dead Ringer 40: Unless he’s off the beam mentally, he doesn’t get any actual pleasure out of pulling the trigger. [Ibid.] 122: You’re off the beam there, Cap. It wasn’t any illusion.at off (the) beam (adj.) under beam, n.3
Dead Ringer 105: She can hit the big time if she wants.at big time, n.1
Dead Ringer 105: ‘Rita’s no pushover for small-town bankers.’ I grinned at her; she was serious. ‘Just big-town bankers?’ I asked.at bigtown, adj.
Dead Ringer 172: He’s been in carney biz since the year one.at biz, n.1
Dead Ringer 66: ‘I hear Mr. Weiman’s in the hospital. I wonder if you could tell me how he is.’ ‘Pretty bunged up, I guess.’.at bunged up, adj.
Dead Ringer 48: Pony in a burlycue.at burlycue, n.
Dead Ringer 141: They looked puzzled, cagy.at cagey, adj.1
Dead Ringer 21: Your pennypitch games that slide along the borderline of gambling would be shell games and three-card montes.at three-card monte, n.
Dead Ringer 21: You carneys don’t like the cops, do you?at carney, n.2
Dead Ringer 35: I’m not crazy about the carney, Ed. Give me the circus any day.at carney, n.2
Dead Ringer 61: If the regular Cincy papers carried it, she didn’t notice.at Cinci, n.
Dead Ringer 106: All I had on was a thin rayon dressing gown, and nothing under it but a g-string. I wouldn’t tangle with a crowd of rubes, dressed like that. It’d start a clem, with me in the middle.at clem, n.
Dead Ringer 172: Don’t jump into this, Rita. You might be buying a clunker.at clunker, n.1
Dead Ringer 38: The music was strictly off the cob, of course, but it’s funny; you don’t mind corn when you’re playing it yourself.at off the cob (adj.) under cob, n.2
Dead Ringer 21: Your cooch shows would be strips.at cooch show (n.) under cooch, n.
Dead Ringer 58: I’d sure cooked my own goose with her.at cook someone’s goose, v.
Dead Ringer 102: I hadn’t been able to hold two drinks, which was all I’d had, without shooting my cookies.at shoot (one’s) cookies (v.) under cookie, n.1
Dead Ringer 75: You could see the idea of calling copper hurt him.at call copper (v.) under copper, n.
Dead Ringer 117: I got it that I wasn’t to crack to Lee about what we really were going in town for.at crack, v.1
Dead Ringer 119: He knows the kid being gone will put a crimp in the jig show.at put a crimp in(to) (v.) under crimp, n.1
Dead Ringer 85: For cripes’ sake kid, what’s eating you?at for cripes’ sake!, excl.
Dead Ringer 14: You think I’m a gold-digger, don’t you?at gold-digger, n.1
Dead Ringer 11: She found the kid, Ed; fell over him in the dark [...] on her way to the doniker.at donicker, n.
Dead Ringer 103: Want a drink [...] At the tavern a block down the drag, where we were the other night?at drag, n.1
Dead Ringer 104: And Dutch treat. I’ll buy the next round.at Dutch treat, n.
Dead Ringer 25: She was as far out of this world as a Louis Armstrong trumpet ride.at far out, adj.2
Dead Ringer 8: Lightning hit some wires and fritzed the generator.at fritz, v.
Dead Ringer 102: You’re still a little pale around the gills, kid.at gills, n.1
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