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Cruel London I 128: Yes, I’ve seen a thing or two.at know a thing or two, v.
Cruel London I 128: Yes, I’ve seen a thing or two. Cruel London I 229: Rookwood scratched! Nay, then it’s all up with Jack Kerman, and time for him to talk Lincolnshire and go back to the plough.at all up with under all up, adj.
Cruel London III 21: Her big awkward, grey-headed companion, who had induced her to permit him to tie himself down to her apron-strings.at tied to someone’s apron-strings (adj.) under apron-strings, n.
Cruel London II 282: ‘The doctor, up from the Indian bar, came and said I was wanted in London’ [...] ‘Good for old Bolus,’ said Kerman.at bolus, n.
Cruel London II 44: ‘A bum!’ he exclaimed.at bum, n.2
Cruel London III 149: If I were a philosopher, or a clod, or something between your friend Thompson and a nigger, there might be hope.at clod, n.1
Cruel London III 307: You are a gay dog.at dog, n.2
Cruel London II 287: Maggs and his lot are done for.at done for, adj.
Cruel London III 170: Cool, downy cove, who puts side on.at downy, adj.1
Cruel London I 214: Can you lend me a fiver?at fiver, n.
Cruel London I 111: Yes, by Jove! it’s the rummest go out!at go, n.1
Cruel London I 72: That were a good ’un.at good one, n.
Cruel London I 73: You can’t help it I reckon, that yer mester’s a fool and a grab-all.at grab-all (n.) under grab, v.
Cruel London I 183: ‘They have had me, bless you,’ said Brayford, ‘the men who have ‘limbed’ you.’.at have, v.
Cruel London III 317: ‘That must be old Graham Denton’s daughter,’ said Decker. ‘You’ve hit it,’ said Tom.at hit it, v.
Cruel London I 36: Talk of women! – why, men are as frivolous and full of gossip and scandal as the tabbies at a West End kettle-drum.at kettledrum, n.
Cruel London III 167: Honour bright, no kid, as we say in London.at no kidding under kid, v.
Cruel London I 51: Death is a larky cove sometimes.at larky, adj.
Cruel London II 36: One of ’em kept a-calling master Mr. Slyboots.at Mr, n.
Cruel London I 266: The founders and wire-pullers of the Syndicate.at wire-puller, n.1
Cruel London I 111: Yes, by Jove! it’s the rummest go out!at rum, adj.
Cruel London III 170: Cool, downy cove, who puts side on.at side, n.
Cruel London II 36: One of ’em kept a-calling master Mr. Slyboots.at slyboots (n.) under sly, adj.
Cruel London III 155: ’E calls two arf sovs dollards.at sov, n.
Cruel London III 147: ‘Fine old English gentleman, I suppose.’ ‘Yes, a good old specimen.’.at specimen, n.
Cruel London III 270: Don’t let us have any spreadeagleism.at spreadeagle, adj.
Cruel London I 206: You stumped! Why, you told me you made five thousand last week.at stumped, adj.
Cruel London III 155: Hain’t ’e a stunner, ’Ennery James.at stunner, n.
Cruel London I 36: Talk of women! – why, men are as frivolous and full of gossip and scandal as the tabbies at a West End kettle-drum.at tabby, n.
Cruel London I 184: They twit me now and then with my business.at twit, v.
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