iron-hot

Updated: May 20, 2025

This group was distinctly neutral. And, finally, unaffiliated, quite by himself, stood Mulligan Jacobs listening, I fancy, to far echoes of ancient wrongs, and feeling, I doubt not, the bite of the iron-hot hooks in his brain. "What are you going to do with us, sir?" Isaac Chantz demanded of me, in defiance to the gangsters, who were expected to do the talking.

Jack London - The Mutiny of the Elsinore