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If a fight takes place in a populous town, in which many noses are broken, and a few windows, the young gentleman throws down the newspaper with a triumphant air, and exclaims, ‘Here’s your precious people!’ If half-a-dozen boys run across the course at race time, when it ought to be kept clear, the young gentleman looks indignantly round, and begs you to observe the conduct of the people; if the gallery demand a hornpipe between the play and the afterpiece, the same young gentleman cries ‘No’ and ‘Shame’ till he is hoarse, and then inquires with a sneer what you think of popular moderation now; in short, the people form a never-failing theme for him; and when the attorney, on the side of his candidate, dwells upon it with great power of eloquence at election time, as he never fails to do, the young gentleman and his friends, and the body they head, cheer with great violence against the other people, with whom, of course, they have no possible connexion.
All at once she cried: "You are speaking of M. Madeleine! Why are you talking so low? What is he doing? Why does he not come?" Her voice was so abrupt and hoarse that the two women thought they heard the voice of a man; they wheeled round in affright. "Answer me!" cried Fantine. The servant stammered: "The portress told me that he could not come to-day."
Bensusan," he added, "I am here to seek possible evidence in connection with the murder of Mr. Vrain, in No. 13, on Christmas Eve." Mrs. Bensusan gave a kind of hoarse screech, and stared at Lucian in a horrified manner. "Murder!" she repeated. "Lord! what mur that murder! Mr. Vrain! Mr. Vrain that murder!" she repeated over and over again. "Yes, the murder of Mr.
She pointed to the grate and to the thin line of steam, which was doing its powerless best against the arctic cold of the room. Hurd bent over the boy and tried to put him comfortable. The child, weak and feverish, only began to cry a hoarse bronchial crying, which threatened to wake the baby.
I was once talking to a highly intelligent lady about Thackeray's Newcomes. We were speaking of the character of Mrs. Mackenzie, the Campaigner, and in the middle of the conversation the lady leaned across to me and said in a low, hoarse, but emphatic voice, "She drank. Thackeray didn't know it; but she drank."
Each bell that tolled rung out, 'Shame on the recreant caitiff! The brute beasts in their lowing and bleating, the wild winds in their rustling and howling, the hoarse waters in their dash and roar, cried, 'Out upon the dastard! The faithful nine are still pursuing me; they cry with feeble voice, 'Strike but one blow in our revenge, we all died for you!"
"No!" thundered a voice of authority that denoted terror as well. "Let them come in. Pull your guns an' take to cover!" "They ain't comin' in," was the hoarse reply. "They'll shoot in on us from the dark." "Put out the lamp!" yelled another. Jean's third heavy swing caved in part of the upper half of the door.
She got hot and red, almost hoarse, and would have liked to cry with impatience and discouragement, when Wölfchen sat looking at her with his large eyes without showing any interest, and still did not know that one bead and one bead more make two beads after they had worked at it for hours. She saw to her sorrow that she would have to give up the lessons.
Jawn waited until it was almost full in his eyes. "Whistle, Billy," he said. The hoarse whistle shrieked, and the other engine seemed to start, then hesitate. "Now," said Jawn, without looking around, and he let out a tremendous yell of "At 'em, boys!"
Two dark figures entered the courtyard, and one of them asked in a hoarse voice: "Are you drinking?" And the other said in a jealous aside: "Just see what devils they are!" Then a hand stretched over the Deacon's head and took away the bottle, and the characteristic sound of vodki being poured into a glass was heard. Then they all protested loudly. "Oh this is sad!" shouted the Deacon.
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