From Too Many Cousins, by Douglas G. Browne:

[Though in the context of a mystery novel, "too many cousins" has obvious and specific connotations, I enjoyed relishing the title out of context while the book sat in my to-read pile.]

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"What have you stuck your nose into now?"...

"It is the other way about".... "Something has been stuck on my nose, so to speak."

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[Rhetorical Questions Answered]

"Well, what do you know about that? The answer is of course, nothing yet, but these Americanisms have a certain expressiveness."

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He was good looking in a slightly florid way, with a high colour and large brown eyes behind horn-rims with sidepieces so thick that they resembled young hockey sticks.

[And a little later, another young man is introduced.]

Very dark hair fell untidily over his forehead, and the almost inevitable hornrims crowned a beak-like nose.

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"Moulting Manitous!" [That is an expletive, in case you weren't sure.]

[And, later on, from a different character...]

"Jumping Jeroboam..."

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[Downgraded from a "Whatever-his-name-is" to a "Thingamajig" within a single paragraph!]

"And find this missing link, Martin Whatever-his-name-is.... The defence would play Old Harry with this Martin Thingamajig."

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There were, correctly, a pair of stockings--Dry Stocking and Stocking End, but the map showed the latter to consist of no more than a few cottages.

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[Another one of those characters...]

"I believe Twitchell makes up those sayings of his as he goes along."

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A stone seat bore inevitably but inexcusably the inscription "A garden is a lovesome thing, God wot"....

Slightly nauseated by this godwottery, as it has so happily been termed [but it's new to me!], Mr. Tuke advanced....

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Mr. Tuke's cap and her eyebrows were raised together. [A blended family?]