The betting also began to shift. "Sixpence Ned wins!" cried three or four; "Sixpence he loses!" answered another; "Done!" and up went the halfpence. "Half-a-crown Joe loses!"—"Here you are," answered Joe, but he lost again. "I'll try you a 'gen'" (shilling) said a coster; "And a 'rouf yenap'" (fourpence), added the other. "Say a 'exes'" (sixpence).—"Done!" and the betting continued, till the ground was spotted with silver and halfpence.
1978, Rose Ayers,The Street Sparrows:
"Give me two gen, then, and take the whole bloody tol. I've walked me teef orf aforerouf this mornin', and wot 'ave I got? Two bloody yenneps! I ask yer."
2011, Ian Lyall,The Street-Smart Trader, Harriman House Limited,→ISBN, page11:
Then the horse trading would begin with the words, from the jobber, of: "What's your size?"[…] The broker might reply with the wordrouf (a 4,000 share trade, which was a very small order); ascore (20,000); amonkey (half a million); or agorilla (one million shares - a very big order).
2014, David Eldridge,Market Boy, A&C Black,→ISBN, page48:
I don't want a cockle – I don't want a neuf – I don't want a fat lady or a nevis – I don't want an exis, a flim or arouf – or a carpet or bottle – These green flip-flops are a phunt a pair! And they've all got to go!
