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After a few minutes they saw two other fellows advancing toward them, and one of them came up to Fred and asked in a low tone of voice: "What's the matter?" "Only this," said Fred, smashing him in the face with his revolver and sending him tumbling over in the grass. The other fellow stopped and, suspecting something wrong, started to run. "Halt!" said Terry, "or you're a dead man."
He did so, on the instant, promptly followed by the dog, and happily found that the ice-wall at the spot was slightly concave. Another moment and the stupendous mass fell with an indescribable crash, which was prolonged into sounds that bore quaint resemblance to the smashing up of gigantic crockery, as the shivered atoms shot far away over the frozen plain.
Garrison blotted out the insult to his mother's memory with his knuckles. "And that's for your friendship," he said, smashing home a right cross. Crimmins arose very slowly from the white road, and even thought of flicking some of the fine dust from his coat. He was smiling. The moon was very bright. Crimmins glanced up and down the deserted pike.
"With the Leavers to vouch for us, and your own personality, I don't imagine it would be a matter of tremendous difficulty. Even the country surgeon could get along without smashing many usages, under your tuition. Besides, you have the acquaintance of some of the what do they call them? 'best people, was the term, I believe, Jack used to me. It's a curious phrase, by the way, isn't it?
And, when they both reeled backward, a many-voiced murmur of surprise was like a reluctant admission: Drennen had done two things which no other man had ever done before him; he had kept his feet against the smashing drive of that big fist in his face and he had made George stagger. For the moment it looked as though the two would fall.
"Who's there?" he cried, loudly. "Let me out!" cried a frantic voice. "For God's sake, open the door! There's something here." "Stay where you are!" shouted Burleigh, sternly. "Stay where you are! If you come out, I'll shoot you like a dog!" The only response was a smashing blow on the lock of the door. Burleigh raised his pistol, and aiming at the height of a man's chest, fired through the panel.
When last I saw them, the English guns, six at a time, were smashing grape-shot through their ranks and the English infantry were closing in upon three sides and pouring volleys into them; but still, like a noble lion with fierce hounds clinging to its flanks, the glorious remnant of the Guard, marching slowly, halting, closing up, dressing, moved majestically from their last battle.
Her application for long leave had followed the smashing up of her airman brother and his compulsory retirement in England. And yet she could not bear the thought of leaving all this; the horror and the wonder of it were alike fascinating. She felt the same pangs of remorse she had experienced on the one occasion she had run away from school.
It was the beastliest thing she had ever had to do, but she did it. From where she drew up in the drive at Medlicote she could see the tennis courts. She could see Jerrold playing in the men's singles. He stood up to the net, smashing down the ball at the volley; his back was turned to her as he stood. She heard him shout. She heard him laugh. She saw him turn to come up the court, facing her.
"Y-yes; I'm afraid that was just what I did hope, Dick. But I couldn't talk against it. Confound it all, you can't go about smashing ideals for the people you love best!" "Rich?" queried Gantry. "Oh, no. Her father has the chair of paleontology, and never gets within speaking distance of the present century. The mother has been dead many years." "And you say the girl has the Hull House ambition?"
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