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What made it more pitiful, leaning right there against the post office front was Jack Shiels, Sammie Hamilton, and little old Elmer Cox, Red Gap's three town rowdies that ain't done a stroke of work since the canning factory closed down the fall before, creatures that by rights should have been leering at the poor child In all her striking beauty.
Everything being as it is, I ain't half as strong for a thousand dollars, nor yet ten, right now as I am for you! And you know it, don't you?" He tried to ogle her, and her sick dread nearly overwhelmed her. "And you got sense, too," went on Jarrold, leering meaningly. "It won't be bad to have a man stuck on you that's got all kind of kale, will it, girlie?"
"I drink to your better luck next time," said the old man, lifting his glass high, and winking with one eye, and leering knowingly with the other; "and you know what I mean." Sir Bale put the liquor to his lips. Wine? Whatever it was, never had he tasted so delicious a flavour.
And even when it finally expired, the razor-sharp teeth and leering jaws had presented such a frightening specter that he refused, instinctively, to touch it. Reluctantly Sylviana had admitted that this behavior, either in killing or being killed, was in no way exceptional among sharks.
The voice of Paris the beloved, Paris the ever mourned for, was in his ears; the jargon of the Rue Maubert, the tinkle of the glasses through the doubtful but merry songs of the Pet du Deable, whispers of gay voices which had long passed beyond these voices, and the leering face, part satyr and part poet, grew wholly poet in its remembrance.
Through the storm he heard mocking voices, jeering and laughing at his futile efforts to advance. He saw Pritchen in the form of a huge serpent, leering forth at him from the darkness, while Perdue, Tim Murphy, and others he could not distinguish, were grinning in the background. A horrible feeling of helplessness possessed him, and the more he struggled the weaker he became.
Closely packed and standing, the multitude extended to the sides and the rear of my position for many hundred metres until it seemed quite lost under the glowing lights in the distance. Before us a huge curtain hung. Emblazoned on its dull crimson background of subdued socialism was a gigantic black eagle, the leering emblem of autocracy.
It was a strange metamorphosis that had taken place the coarse, brutal-featured, blear-eyed, leering countenance of Larry the Bat was gone, and in its place, clean-cut, square-jawed, clear-eyed, was the face of Jimmie Dale.
"You suspect that Messer Gambara... that Messer Gambara and Madonna... that..." I clenched my hands together, and looked into his leering face. "You understand me well enough," I cried, almost angrily. He looked at me seriously now, a cold glitter in his small eyes. "I wonder do you understand yourself?" he asked. "I think not. I think not.
The stranger was not much older than he, but his clothing was dirty and he had a dissipated, leering face. "You're new at this game, aren't you?" said he. "What game?" asked Samuel. The other laughed. "Where ye goin'?" "To New York." "Goin' to hoof it all the way?" "No!" gasped the boy. "I'm just walking to the next station." "Oh, I see! What's the fare?" "Six thirty-seven, I think." "Humph!
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