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Facey Romford’s Hounds 337: Jimmy [...] laid him sprawling on the flags with [...] what the pugilists call the claret cork taken out of his nose.at draw a cork, v.1
Facey Romford’s Hounds 337: Jimmy [...] laid him sprawling on the flags with [...] what the pugilists call the claret cork taken out of his nose. Facey Romford’s Hounds 184: [He] crownded himself with a drab wide-awake, with an eagle’s feather in the parti-coloured band.at wide-awake, n.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 124: Everybody was sick of Willy Watkins. It was — Oh, ‘D’ Willy Watkins! and ‘B’ Willy Watkins.at B, v.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 31: At first he thought Facey was a bagman — we beg pardon, representative of a commercial establishment.at bagman, n.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 178: There was a great desire to see Mr Romford in a room. Some said he was a bear, others that he was a beau.at bear, n.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 347: ‘They would smoke him and blow him’ and that would be prejudicial.at blow, v.1
Facey Romford’s Hounds 77: What! they were to have pretty horse-breakers down in the country, were they?at pretty horse breaker, n.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 119: The horses [...] were almost all good flat-catchers, well calculated to please the eye [and] christened with high-sounding names diametrically opposite to their respective qualities.at flat-catcher, n.1
Facey Romford’s Hounds 166: ’Hut, it’s only the missus,’ said Dirtiest of the Dirty, who had hoped to see a fine chay.at chay, n.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 309: Is it a cock-and-hen club? I mean, are gentlemen asked as well as ladies?at cock-and-hen club (n.) under cock, n.3
Facey Romford’s Hounds 23: Very cheery and jolly the old cocks were [...] talking enthusiastically of the sport.at old cock, n.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 160: So they crabbed the great run.at crab, v.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 124: Everybody was sick of Willy Watkins. It was — Oh, ‘D’ Willy Watkins! and ‘B’ Willy Watkins.at D, v.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 319: Dash my buttons, here they come!at dash my buttons! (excl.) under dash, v.1
Facey Romford’s Hounds 5: She was a great masculine knock-me-down looking woman [...] with a strongish shading of moustache on her upper lip.at knock-me-down, adj.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 117: [He] was more afraid of the lady’s appetite than of her drinkite.at drinkitite, n.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 87: You know what I want, and must fig your fellows up to giving it.at fig up, v.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 254: The pullers begin to get the bits in their mouths, and the funkers to look out for their leaders.at funker, n.1
Facey Romford’s Hounds 334: Go it, ye cripples! Newgate’s on fire!at go it!, excl.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 183: The gobby girl then entering the room [...] Miss Cassandra Cleopatra [...] would have passed muster as an exceeedingly showy, handsomely-dressed girl.at gobby, adj.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 118: Ar didn’t ken yeer mistress had a handle tir her name.at handle, n.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 254: He didn’t exactly know whether the noise [...] proceeded from the hounds or from some hawbuck exercising his lungs.at hawbuck, n.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 167: She supposed ‘old hooknose’ would be in no hurry for his money.at hooknose, n.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 347: Facey thought it would be good fun to humbug the Larkspurites.at humbug, v.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 351: Lady Camilla Snuff [...] wondered who the pushing, tuft-hunting woman had got holf now.at tuft-hunting, adj.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 17: Eighteenpence of hush money for a certain horse robbery he had been engaged in.at hush money, n.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 172: Fiddle the farthins! I mean, grudge money for huntin’!at jigger, v.3
Facey Romford’s Hounds 265: Yess, ar seed him [...] a-goin’as ivir he could lick.at lick, v.1
Facey Romford’s Hounds 390: He has made mopusses enuff to come back quite indiapendent [sic].at mopus, n.
Facey Romford’s Hounds 186: He was very uncomfortable, and felt he was making a mull of it.at mull, n.2
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