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Foundry L 331/3: Attaboy, but keep your nose off the grindstone.at attaboy!, excl.
Foundry L 331/3: Attaboy, but keep your nose off the grindstone. Foundry 146: I got the air for eating a sandwich.at get the air (v.) under air, n.
Foundry 108: Freddie followed them, riding up in the ‘bird cage’.at birdcage, n.
Foundry 95: I wonder how Max’l looks in his birthday suit?at birthday suit, n.
Foundry 406: A white shirt with a hard-boiled front.at hard-boiled shirt (n.) under hard-boiled, adj.
Foundry 99: Don’t mind what that old buzzard says to you, he’s got the gripes lately.at buzzard, n.
Foundry 55: At the sound of a sharp cracking noise you will know that I have finally checked out!at check out, v.1
Foundry 143: Now, here! If any of the boys get hot around the collar, I want you to cool ’em off.at cool off, v.2
Foundry 36: A dinky bus-depot, whose ramshackled coaches hauled folks from points east and south and west.at dinky, adj.2
Foundry 54: He was not to be downed so easily.at down, v.2
Foundry 27: The men [...] were pounding down the iron stairs, not waiting for old Charley’s slow-going egg-crate.at egg-crate (n.) under egg, n.1
Foundry 123: I ought to get my rear end kicked hard.at rear end, n.
Foundry 135: I feel as worn out and frazzled as you do about it.at frazzled, adj.
Foundry 49: He was tired and grouchy.at grouchy, adj.
Foundry 290: Why don’t you go hang yourself!at go hang...! (excl.) under hang, v.1
Foundry 43: The quiet doorways of the cheap little ‘hotels’ whose bottom stairs, worn smooth by the tread of panders, were now deserted.at hotel, n.
Foundry 172: BEANS! That Musical Fruit!at musical fruit (n.) under musical, adj.
Foundry 46: He [...] had been fond of enticing the stouter bindery girls from the floor below into his private office during noon hour to paw and pinch them.at paw, v.
Foundry 57: That’s the young woman who works in the foundry; a pippin!at pippin, n.
Foundry 169: The kid is due to pop any day now.at pop, v.1
Foundry 269: If Duffy knew you were taking out my daughter, he’d ride hell out of you.at ride, v.
Foundry 181: Go roll your hoop.at go roll your hoop! (excl.) under roll, v.
Foundry 261: Shoot out and get me another lemonade!at shoot, v.
Foundry 62: The chairman was materially rewarded by being exempted from paying dues, and this was nothing to be sneezed at.at not to be sneezed at under sneeze, v.1
Foundry 100: What do you think of Mr. Lefkowitz’s nifty new brown suit? Tight and classy, eh?at tight, adj.
Foundry 77: The house phone jangled, the desperate foreman was on the wire again.at wire, n.1
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