1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 58: Snakes, my dear, don’t go to that Promenade Hospital.at snakes (alive)!, excl.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 293: How on earth did that tag-rag [i.e. a woman] get in here?at rag, tag and bobtail, n.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 80: But surely, mother,m there’s no demand nowadays for the bread-and-butter miss, except perhaps by widowed and decrepit peers .at bread-and-butter, adj.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 313: Mrs Joker (to herself). The old battle-axe has got something good.at battle-axe, n.1
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 127: Mrs Hardup [...] What do you want to know now? Miss Pansy Parr (with a malicious twinkle in her eye). Only the name of that old rag-bag who just came in.at rag bag, n.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 178: I’ve been minding my p’s and q’s all the time through this beastly dinner.at beastly, adj.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 180: Old Flounder, Flatland’s husband, is a big-wig in the City . . . very much in the know.at bigwig, n.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 74: What’s the matter, Daddles? — feel queer? . . . Nothing wrong with the ‘boy,’ is it?at boy, n.2
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 187: Now for a bumper with which to pledge our vows.at bumper, n.2
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 135: When you’re in — what-d’ye-call-it? — you must do as the what-d’ye-call-’ems do!at what-d’you-call-it, n.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 220: The Author (re-roasting a ‘chestnut’). People ought to be willing to rehearse for that!at chestnut, n.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 118: That’s Lady Di Vorcee . . . Now, what on earth did she want to go and chuck poor George Vorcee for?at chuck, v.2
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 134: If you’re really cleaned out and can’t get home you can claim the viatique.at clean out, v.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 265: She told me about the place and the people who were there [...] a clipping correspondent is la belle Marguerite.at clipping, adj.2
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 223: Why not write me a ‘coon’ song?at coon song (n.) under coon, n.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 38: If my people cut up rough about the bills and won’t pay, I must find some one who will.at cut up rough, v.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 76: Lady Bobo. Why, Fluffy Clondike has lent her his chef. Lady Baba. How perfectly deevie!at deevie, adj.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 37: Why the dickens has that stupid woman given me this chit of a child to take down.at dickens, the, phr.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 76: Lady Bobo.Where’s my luck gone to, I should like to know? Lady Baba. Where indeed, poor sweetie . . . It is rather diskie for you? . . . Never mind .at diskie, adj.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 240: Miss Lowther (sighing). Poor children! . . . have they, then, no faiths [...] no hopes? Miss de Burlington. None . . . except, perhaps, in being able to ‘do’ their neighbours.at do, v.1
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 113: Dear little woman, she kicked over the traces very early in the running; . . .always says she was never meant to go in double harness.at double harness (n.) under double, adj.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 179: By the way, I think ‘the boy’ was a bit faked up . . . don’t you?at fake, v.1
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 33: Buffy will take her down to supper, and she’ll get one or two ‘good things’ out of him before she’s through her first plover’s egg.at good thing, n.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 67: A Gusher from Gunnersbury (in pink blouse and blue necklace) [...] Dearest, how sweet to see you here!...Isn’t it perfectly glorious?at gusher, n.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 133: And this [i.e. the Casino at Monte Carlo] — this is the celebrated Gambling Hell of Europe!at hell, n.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 113: Sir Startin Price (à la Didymus) Honest Injun? Lady de Handicap (in his ear) Diddleums! Diddleums!at honest Injun, phr.
1901 D. Cotsford Society Snapshots 180: He gets ‘certs’ — information, I mean — straight tips, . . . and when anything specially big is coming off he’s on the job.at on the job under job, n.2