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Low Company 204: Why should he suddenly want to take money from the box?at box, n.1
Low Company 204: Why should he suddenly want to take money from the box? Low Company 292: You told me bull stories. You’re a bull-thrower, that’s all you are.at bull thrower (n.) under bull, n.6
Low Company 292: You told me bull stories. You’re a bull-thrower, that’s all you are.at bullshit, adj.
Low Company 44: Come on and let’s cut the bushwah.at bushwa, n.
Low Company 44: A left and a right, two jabs over the heart and a finisher on the button.at button, n.1
Low Company 19: Who the hell asked you to throw your two cents in?at two cents’ worth, n.
Low Company 272: ‘Lousy charged-up coke,’ he muttered.at charged (up), adj.
Low Company 217: He was already out a dollar fifty-five cents for the Chink’s including the tip.at Chink’s, n.
Low Company 14: According to special information supplied Joe (Grey Lag) Wack by his private clockers, the filly had twice broken thirty-five seconds for the three-eights.at clocker, n.1
Low Company 194: He wouldn’t give these ignorant clouts the satisfaction.at clout, n.5
Low Company 271: Just because he looks like a clunk, it don’t necessarily mean he ain’t got a head on him.at clunk, n.
Low Company 209: Hey, this joint certainly coins the dough.at coin (it), v.
Low Company 77: You must be a coke [...] it’s bad luck busting mirrors.at coke, n.3
Low Company 270: Who the hell let out that first crack anyway?at crack, n.1
Low Company 154: Crawling cripes, it would be years and years.at cripes!, excl.
Low Company 4: Well, I’ll be goddammed, that’s all I can say.at I’ll be goddamned! (excl.) under god-damn, v.
Low Company 172: Then you’ll want to know me but you can suck my goddammed can all day then.at suck someone’s dick (v.) under dick, n.1
Low Company 137: It makes no diff.at dif, n.
Low Company 125: In the sixth race he had already doped out a beauty.at dope, v.2
Low Company 253: Shubunka lay on the bed and remembered the cruelty of the streets, the gang fights [...] Eight Ball, the boys called him, or Nigger or Coke or Dopey Schmugguggle.at eightball, n.
Low Company 242: It’s a fake! [...] Once and for all, it’s a trick. We should show people like him they should know.at fake, n.1
Low Company 20: See, I don’t stand for no phenagling around when I’m with a dame, that’s me.at finagle, v.
Low Company 73: ‘Slow as cow flop on an ice-cold day,’ muttered the jerker.at flop, n.6
Low Company 13: Well, b’gee, what the hell do you know anyway?at gee!, excl.
Low Company 29: Peggy told them to go to hell and lay off or they’d get theirs. So they got sore.at get one’s (v.) under get, v.
Low Company 212: He’s a goner. We’re wasting time here.at goner, n.1
Low Company 13: He’s a goner. Once they get the racing bug, it’s all over.at goner, n.1
Low Company 172: What had they done to deserve all the money while he had to bust his gut for a buck?at bust a gut (v.) under gut, n.
Low Company 127: I don’t like to do with hold-up men, with gangsters.at hold-up, n.
Low Company 74: ‘Holy cripes,’ Shorty said.at holy cripes! (excl.) under holy...!, excl.
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