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A twelve-inch breech-loading gun, fifty calibers long and weighing eighty-three tons, will propel a shell weighing eight hundred and eighty pounds, by a powder charge of six hundred and twenty-four pounds, at a velocity of over two thousand six hundred and twenty feet per second, giving an energy at the muzzle of over forty thousand foot-tons and is capable of penetrating at the muzzle, forty-five inches of iron.
"Mercy!" murmured the murderer; then he dropped his head and stammered a few inarticulate oaths. Enjolras never took his eyes off of him: he allowed a minute to pass, then he replaced his watch in his fob. That done, he grasped Le Cabuc by the hair, as the latter coiled himself into a ball at his knees and shrieked, and placed the muzzle of the pistol to his ear.
FACE OR MUZZLE Short, broad under the eyes, and keeping nearly parallel in width to the end of the nose; truncated, i.e. blunt and cut off square, thus forming a right angle with the upper line of the face, of great depth from the point of the nose to under jaw.
We knew it was a ruthless slaughter, and that Thirkle was working out the ancient creed that dead men tell no tales. I lingered in the scuttle, and tried my luck on it with the broken knife, hoping that I might cut an aperture which would admit the muzzle of the pistol, or my hand, so that I might grasp the chains on the outside and pull them free.
I heard irregular rifle-fire close by, but I could not see who was firing I was shown the machine-gun chamber, and the blind which hides the aperture for the muzzle was lifted, but only momentarily. I was shown, too, the deep underground refuges to which every body takes in case of a heavy bombardment.
Jan suffered torture, not only because the wire cut his flesh, but also because any dog, when frightened, sick, or too hot, becomes feverish and his tongue hangs from his mouth. That is the way a dog sweats, and Prince Jan's mouth was clamped together by the muzzle. He could not hear any noise in the room, so he lay down and kept very quiet. There was really nothing else he could do, except howl.
The discovery of the fact set his jaded nerves to tingling with a pleasant thrill even as he realized the awkwardness of the situation. By way of diversion, he stepped around to take his rifle from the saddle. As he straightened up with it the muzzle of a double-barreled shotgun thrust out at him from a small slit window in the end wall of the room.
What did you want?" "We're under orders so help me, we are!" he exclaimed huskily. "We had at any cost to see you." "And for that you bribed my man, or tried to?" "Yes to let us see you alone." Albeury's arm, extended with the cocked revolver, was as rigid as a rock. The muzzle covered the man's chest.
At the same instant Ashe pressed the muzzle of his weapon against one Bovee's breast, but hesitated to pull the trigger. It was getting to be unhealthy to shoot men in the open street. "Are you a friend?" he faltered. "Yes," replied Bovee, and by a rapid motion struck the barrel aside. Another of the Vigilantes named Barry covered Rowe with a pistol. Rowe's "chivalry" oozed.
G. Varden, drop that gun, or it will be worse for you. 'Don't mind his gun, screamed Miggs. 'Simmun and gentlemen, I poured a mug of table-beer right down the barrel. The crowd gave a loud shout, which was followed by a roar of laughter. 'It wouldn't go off, not if you was to load it up to the muzzle, screamed Miggs.
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