Reading Keith Laumer again, one of my favourite SF writers when I was young. In Night of Delusions comes the following passage. I’ve bolded the phrase that puzzles me.
“Ready to give up?”, I said. “Before I change this dump into a Playboy club, complete with cold-blooded bunnies with armor-plated bosoms?”
“Y-you can’t!” His voice had now developed a quaver to go with the soprano pitch.
“I’m getting reckless, Diss. I don’t care if school keeps or not. I want to see something give at the seams.”
I thought at first that a word may have been omitted, but a quick google turns up this book title.
If School Keeps, Phil Stong. New York: Frederick A. Stokes Company, 1940
Is this then some Americanism with which I’m not familiar?
BTW for those who enjoy Laumer there’s a treasure trove of his works available free at Baen Free Library..