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Officers and men, they all burst out laughing, to see little Harry Lant a chap so little that he wouldn't have been in the regiment only that men were scarce, and the standard was very low when he listed to see him standing shaking his fist at the great monster, one of whose legs was bigger than Harry altogether stand shaking his fist in its face, and then take hold of the soft trunk and lead him away.
They stared at each other in silent despair, and Ross going to the corner of the house, but keeping himself protected well, looked at the fatal tree. No one was firing, then, and he could see nothing among its branches. In the fresh green of its young foliage it looked like a huge cone set upon a giant stem, and Ross shook his fist at it in futile anger. Nor was a foe visible elsewhere.
Suddenly he spoke again: “Women are the origin of all evil. One should never trust them. They have no honour. No honour!” he repeated, striking his breast with his closed fist on which the knuckles stood out very white. “I left my village many years ago and of course I am perfectly satisfied with my position and I don’t know why I should trouble my head about this loyal lady.
VanVorst this morning, Roberts?" he asked. "Still very ill, sir," returned the butler. "Very ill indeed." "Not dangerously?" "We 'opes not, sir. But she's still very low, sir." Blake turned one fist in the palm of the other hand. "Why, I though from the wireless that Mr. Schuyler sent me that she was getting along splendidly. He stopped, abruptly.
He was still much puzzled to account for the strange idiocy that had prompted him to that act; and two of his fellows had felt the weight of his mighty fist when they had spoken words of rough praise for his heroism Billy had thought that they were kidding him.
He's got a couple of hundred dollars in nuggets, right there on the bunk. Let's see, Lovins. Let Bud have 'em for a minute." Then it was that Lovin Child revealed a primitive human trait. He would not give up the gold. He held fast to one big nugget, spread his fat legs over the remaining heap of them, and fought Bud's hand away with the other fist. "No, no, no!
Down, good dogs; I 'll be back in a minute." You can have no idea, unless you have tried it, how much water a soft clerical hat can hold if you turn up the edges and bash down the inside with your fist, and fill the space to the brim. But it is difficult to convey such a vessel with undiminished content through a crowd, and altogether impossible to lift one's eyes.
Otto and Pussy did not take the affair so quietly, however. They were in great excitement when they heard it all on the following morning. Otto declared Wiseli's lot to be the lot of Daniel in the lion's den, and brought his fist down on the table with the evident wish that he were pommelling Cheppi's head.
"And these accursed foreigners to whom the traitors have delivered us, will not go so long as a shilling or a bottle of wine is left in France!" he exclaimed. As he said this he shook his clinched fist menacingly at a white flag that floated from the tower.
"Well, if I was in their place I would want somebody else besides the man who was discharged by Captain Putnam and who failed to get the appointment he wanted at Columbia College because he could not stand the examination." "Boy! Boy! You know nothing of my ability!" fumed Crabtree, coming closer and shaking, his fist in Dick's face. "Well, I know something of your lack of ability."
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