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Dampier’s Ghost Act I: This seeing the world business is not what it’s cracked up to be.at not all it’s cracked up to be under crack up, v.1
Dampier’s Ghost Act I: This seeing the world business is not what it’s cracked up to be. Dampier’s Ghost Act I: Maybe Itam could tell us if his devil-dodger was called to the hospital as well.at devil-dodger (n.) under devil, n.
Dampier’s Ghost Act I: I’m afraid I must mizzle off and get packed.at mizzle, v.
Blister Act I: My dear, when you start getting the blue willies (he pours a second drink with careful precision) you just take my tip and keep on spotting.at blue, adj.2
Blister Act I: Oh, give it a bone.at give it a bone! (excl.) under bone, n.1
Blister Act I: Don’t mean to say you’ve found some poor chook willing to take you on, Sid?at chook, n.
Blister Act I: ’Struth, it’s hot. I want a long ’un. Not too much collar on it, either.at collar, n.
Blister Act I: Well, here’s luck.at here goes!, excl.
Blister Act I: ’Struth, it’s hot. I want a long ’un.at long one, n.
Blister Act I: My shout, you coves. And make it snappy, Myrtle. We’re doing a perish.at do a perish (v.) under perish, n.
Blister Act I: What if he won’t buy pearls snide or steal another chap’s divers?at snide, adj.
Men Without Wives Ii i: lulu: What’s up with Clara? mrs. bates: (sighing) Attack er white ants.at white ants, n.
Men Without Wives I i: I bet friend Lovatt’s sick as a cat because he’s not safely out on the run, avoiding this little party.at …a cat (adj.) under sick as…, adj.
Men Without Wives I i: She’s grown almost as hairy-heeled as the cattle. Can swear like a bullocky, too.at bullocky, n.
Men Without Wives I i: He’d chuck a fit if he saw me now.at chuck a fit (v.) under chuck, v.2
Men Without Wives I i: Some fellows simply don’t seem able to help living with gins. Going combo, we call it.at combo, n.1
Men Without Wives Ii i: Shut your everlasting growling!at everlasting, adj.
Men Without Wives II i: Dressed fit to kill, eh?at fit to kill under fit to..., phr.
Men Without Wives I i: She’ll caution you, me boy, and me too, if we don’t produce the goods. Where have you stowed it?at goods, n.
Men Without Wives I i: She’s grown almost as hairy-heeled as the cattle. Can swear like a bullocky, too.at hairy-heeled (adj.) under hairy, adj.3
Men Without Wives I i: What you’ll die of, Fred, me boy, won’t be fever, it’ll be quinine-itis!at -itis, sfx
Men Without Wives II i: Three quid a nob fer bullocks don’t run ter trips south.at nob, n.1
Men Without Wives II i: Yes—letting his missus pull on the pants.at wear the pants (v.) under pants, n.
Men Without Wives I i: She’ll caution you, me boy, and me too, if we don’t produce the goods.at produce, v.
Men Without Wives II i: She’s a rotten silvertail and I’m tired of hearing her name.at silvertail, n.
Men Without Wives Ii i: Mrs Abbott and her sonky ideas!at sonky, adj.
Men Without Wives I i: That’s the way we get our news up here . . . you’d be surprised how quickly it travels [...] So we say it comes by spinifex wire . . . across the spinifex grass. [Ibid.] III i: We’ve only heard spinifex wires about him and Lulu. Probably there’s nothing in it.at spinifex wire, n.
Men Without Wives II i: Never make the mistake of letting your pretty little nose turn into a great big sticky beak.at stickybeak, n.
Men Without Wives II i: I had to get me a stiffener half way through.at stiffener, n.2
Men Without Wives I i: Hop it. The old tart’s impatient, and so’m I.at tart, n.
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