death-shriek

Updated: June 8, 2025

Many of the onlookers laughed, others were indifferent, none was surprised. But presently in his mad caperings the freed man capered within reach of the waiting file, and another Burgundian promptly slipped a knife through his neck, and down he went with a death-shriek, his brilliant artery blood spurting ten feet as straight and bright as a ray of light.

Mark Twain - Personal Recollections of Joan of Arc — Volume 2