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Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 426: You’re a nice article, to turn sulky on first coming home!at article, n.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 426: You’re a nice article, to turn sulky on first coming home! Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 331: To the great detriment of what is called by fancy gentlemen ‘the bark’ upon his shins, which were most unmercifully bumped against the hard leather and the iron buckets.at bark, n.1
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 562: Not that we slacken in our pace the while, not we; we rather put the bits of blood upon their mettle.at bit of blood (n.) under bit, n.1
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 663: ‘Blow Pecksniff!’ cried Mr. Tapley, in the fervour of his eloquence. ‘Who’s he!’.at blow!, excl.1
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 709: Oh bother the old wictim, Mr. Chuzzlewit [...] I ain’t no patience with him.at bother, v.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 343: There air some catawampous chawers in the small way too, as graze upon a human pretty strong.at catawampus, adj.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 255: Here’s full particulars of the patriotic loco-foco movement yesterday, in which the Whigs was so chawed up.at chewed (up), adj.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 651: Why, what a chicken you are! You are not afraid of being robbed, are you?at chicken, n.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 358: Oh but it was a clincher for the British Lion, it was!at clincher, n.1
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 102: A common, paltry, low-minded, clod-hopping, pipe-smoking ale-house.at clodhopping, adj.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 487: He never lost an opportunity of making up a few moral crackers, to be let off as occasion served.at cracker, n.3
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 650: ‘Presence of mind, you old croaker, presence of mind!’ cried Jonas with a harsh, loud laugh.at croaker, n.1
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 460: Too much crumb, you know [...] too fat.at crumb, n.1
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 391: I advise you to keep your own counsel, and to avoid tittle-tattle, and not to cut in where you’re not wanted.at cut in, v.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 460: Why, you look smarter by day [...] than you do by candle-light. I never seen such a tight young dasher.at dasher, n.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 295: ‘I wish you would pull off my boots for me,’ said Martin, dropping into one of the chairs. ‘I am quite knocked up. Dead beat.’.at deadbeat, adj.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 4: Writing to his friends that if they fail to do so and so by bearer, he will have no choice but to dine again with Duke Humphrey.at dine with Duke Humphrey (v.) under dine, v.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 59: You are positively down upon her to too great an extent.at down (up)on under down, adv.2
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 578: Nor did it mark him out as the prey of ring-droppers, pea and thimble-riggers, duffers, touters, or any of those bloodless sharpers, who are, perhaps, a little better known to the Police.at duffer, n.1
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 393: Tom Pinch, in his guilty agitation, shook a bottle of Dutch Drops until they were nothing but English Froth.at Dutch drops (n.) under Dutch, adj.1
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 638: ‘Ecod!’ cried Jonas, with a wild laugh.at ecod!, excl.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 147: He is supposed to be a little elevated; and nobody heeds him.at elevated, adj.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 578: Nor did it mark him out as the prey of ring-droppers, pea and thimble-riggers, duffers, touters, or any of those bloodless sharpers, who are, perhaps, a little better known to the Police.at ring faller, n.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 320: For which reason they generally fuddled themselves before they began to do anything.at fuddle, v.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 312: Mrs Gamp had a large bundle with her, a pair of pattens, and a species of gig umbrella; the latter article in colour like a faded leaf, except where a circular patch of a lively blue had been dexterously let in at the top.at gamp, n.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 598: I’ll play Old Gooseberry with the office, and make you glad to buy me out at a good high figure, if you try any of your tricks with me.at play (up) old gooseberry (v.) under old gooseberry, n.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 378: ‘My youngest died last week.’ ‘I’m sorry for it, governor, with all my heart,’ said Mark.at governor, n.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 455: ‘Is he hooked, do you think?’ whispered Crimple.at hooked, adj.1
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 287: As ridiculous [...] as the mildest Nimrod among tuft-hunting republicans.at tuft-hunting, adj.
Martin Chuzzlewit (1995) 757: ‘Why, deuce take your imperence,’ said Mrs. Prig.at imperence, n.
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