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[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) I 5: Mr. Crip, who, very much perplexed, said, in a boggling manner, that it was a novel.
at boggle, v.
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) I 27: There was a fade, empty fellow at table with us.
at fade, n.
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) I 31: They wish the poor children at Jericho when they accept it.
at Jericho, n.
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) 1 33: The English mob is most insufferable!
at mob, n.2
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) I 11: What a pity it would have been had I popped off in my last illness, without knowing what a person of consequence was!
at pop off, v.1
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) 1 201: The clergy in general are but odd dogs.
at dog, n.2
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) I 156: That Miss What-d’ye-call-her would have cried.
at whatd’youcallhim, n.
[UK] Mms D’Arblay Diary I 242: [chapter headings] An Evening Party — Anstey— Lady Miller — An Agreeable Rattle— A Private Concert.
at agreeable rattle, n.
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) I 279: Captain Bouchier [...] began a very lively sort of chit-chat.
at chitchat, n.1
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) I 255: I felt horribly fagged.
at fagged (out), adj.
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) I 293: He thinks it ‘a humbug upon the nation,’ as George Bodens called the parliament.
at humbug, n.
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) 1 271: The careless rattle of Captain Bouchier, which paid no regard to the daintiness of Miss Weston, made her [...] laugh.
at rattle, n.
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) III 7: He was a little the more anxious not to be surprised to-night, but his being too tired for walking should be imputed to his literary preference of reading to a blue.
at blue, n.1
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) II 588: So he’s quite knocked up!
at knocked up, adj.
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) III 331: I’ve got a deuced tailor waiting to fit on my epaulette!
at deuced, adj.
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) III 333: Hold you your potato-jaw, my dear.
at potato jaw (n.) under potato, n.
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1891) 4 177: No, my dearest Padre, bumptious! no, I deny the charge in toto.
at bumptious, adj.
[UK] Mme D’Arblay Diary (1842) II 153: I don’t mean to cajole you hither with the expectation of amusement or entertainment; you and I know better than to hum or be hummed in that manner.
at hum, v.1
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