Vulgar words in The Mystery of a Hansom Cab (Page 1)

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ass x 2
cuss x 34
hussy x 1
knocked up x 1
            

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Did not the barber of Midas when he found out what was under the royal crown of his master, fret and chafe over his secret, until one morning he stole to the reeds by the river, and whispered, "Midas, has ass's ears?"

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"A set of hussies," said Mrs. Hableton grimly, closing her lips tightly.

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My 'oss is knocked up, 'e is, and 'is blessed old legs is agivin' way under 'im!"

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My mother's brother, bein' a sailor, an' wonderful for 'is stomach, which, when 'e 'ad done a meal, the table looked as if a low-cuss had gone over it."

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"A low-cuss!" replied the landlady, in surprise at his ignorance, "as I've read in 'Oly Writ, as 'ow John the Baptist was partial to 'em, not that I think they'd be very fillin', tho', to be sure, 'e 'ad a sweet tooth, and ate 'oney with 'em."

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"Shut up, cuss you!" yelled Mother Guttersnipe, viciously, "or I'll knock yer bloomin' 'ead orf," and she seized the square bottle as if to carry out her threat; but, altering her mind, she poured some of its contents into the cup, and drank it off with avidity.

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It were the brandy she drank; she was allays drinkin', cuss her."

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Wanted 'im to look at 'is work, I s'pose, cuss 'im; and Sal prigged some paper from my box," she shrieked, indignantly; "prigged it w'en I were too drunk to stop 'er?"

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"Not I, cuss you," she retorted, politely.

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"Gon' an' left 'er pore old gran' an' joined the Army, cuss 'em, a-comin' round an' a-spilin' business."

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"I'm a forting to the public-'ouse, I am, an' it's the on'y pleasure I 'ave in my life, cuss it."

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"Cuss 'im," she croaked over her evening drink, to an old crone, as withered and evil-looking as herself, "why can't 'e stop in 'is own bloomin' 'ouse, an' leave mine alone--a-comin' round 'ere a-pokin' and pryin' and a-perwenting people from earnin' their livin' an' a-gittin' drunk when they ain't well."

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"An' s'elp me I'll do for 'im some night w'en 'e's a watchin' round 'ere as if it were Pentridge--'e can git what he can out of that whelp as ran away, but I knows suthin' 'e don't know, cuss 'im."

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"You come a-falutin' round 'ere agin priggin' my drinks, cuss you, an' I'll cut yer throat an' wring yer wicked old 'ead orf."

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"Oh, ye've come again, 'ave ye," she screeched, raising her skinny arms, "to take my gal away from 'er pore old gran'mother, as nussed 'er, cuss her, when 'er own mother had gone a-gallivantin' with swells.

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"Cuss 'im!" croaked the old woman in a sympathetic manner, as she took a drink from the broken cup.

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"Cuss 'em!" croaked Mother Guttersnipe, drowsily, "I'll tear their 'earts out."

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"Cuss ye," said the old woman, but in such a tender tons that it sounded like a blessing.

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"Stole it, cuss ye," shrieked the old hag, shaking her fist.

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"Cuss 'er, she was allays a-doin' contrary things."

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"Cuss ye, I'll 'ave the lawr of ye, and get ye put in quod."

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"I ain't dead yet, ye whelp," snarled the hag with sudden energy; "an' if I gits up I'll turn up yer toes, cuss ye."

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"Yes, cuss ye," croaked Mother Guttersnipe, lying down, and pulling the greasy bedclothes up to her neck.

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"I ain't a-goin' to die yet, cuss ye; I'm goin' to get well an' strong, an' 'ave a good time of it."

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"That young devil 'ave fed at my 'ome, an' now she turns, cuss her."

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"'Er pore father died of drink, cuss 'im, an' I'm a-follerin' 'im to the same place in the same way.

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You weren't about town in the old days, or you'd a-bin after her, cuss ye."

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"She were on the stage, she were, an' my eye, what a swell she were, with all the coves a-dyin' for 'er, an' she dancin' over their black 'earts, cuss 'em; but she was allays good to me till 'e came."

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"'E, a-comin' round with di'monds and gold, and a-ruinin' my pore girl; an' how 'e's 'eld 'is bloomin' 'ead up all these years as if he were a saint, cuss 'im--cuss 'im."

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"Aye, 'e were a swell in them days," pursued Mother Guttersnipe, "and 'e comes a-philanderin' round my gal, cuss 'im, an' ruins 'er, and leaves 'er an' the child to starve, like a black-'earted villain as 'e were."

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Oh, I've seen 'er a-sweepin' along in 'er silks an' satins as tho' we were dirt--an' Sal 'er 'alf sister--cuss 'er."

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"None of yer preachin'," retorted the hag sullenly; "I ain't bin brought up for a saint, I ain't--an' I wanted to pay 'im out--'e paid me well to 'old my tongue about my darter, an' I've got it 'ere," laying her hand on the pillow, "all gold, good gold--an' mine, cuss me."

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"It's all mine, ye shan't have it--cuss ye."

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"I ain't fit to die--cuss me; save me--save me; I don't know where I'd go to, s'elp me--save me."

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"Give me my life--gold--money--cuss ye--I sold my soul for it--save me--give me my life," and, with trembling hands, she tried to force the gold on them.

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"I ain't done nothin'--let me live--give me a Bible--save me, G--cuss it--G--, G--."

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"Sir John Graham was an ass," said Brian, when he had finished; "or, instead of dying in such a silly manner, he'd have married her right off, without asking her permission."

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