Bar Comas had much the better of the battle as he was stronger, quicker and more intelligent.
Bar Comas was stone dead, and only the most herculean efforts on the part of Dak Kova's females saved him from the fate he deserved.
Pete slid a bottle and two glasses along the bar. He bended his head sideways as he assiduously polished away with a napkin at the gleaming wood.
"Say, Jimmie," demanded he, "what deh hell is dat behind deh bar?"
'I will come to-morrow as I drive by.' Bar
and Bishop had both been bystanders during this short dialogue, and as Mr Merdle was swept away by the crowd, they made their remarks upon it to the Physician.
Encamped at a quarter before nine, in good time to touch his three- cornered hat to the oldest of men as they passed in to Tellson's, Jerry took up his station on this windy March morning, with young Jerry standing by him, when not engaged in making forays through the Bar
, to inflict bodily and mental injuries of an acute description on passing boys who were small enough for his amiable purpose.
- Gloomy Apprehensions- Bars
and Breakers.- Perils of the Ship.
The Chancellor rises; the bar
rises; the prisoner is brought forward in a hurry; the man from Shropshire cries, "My lord!" Maces, bags, and purses indignantly proclaim silence and frown at the man from Shropshire.
He turned from the bar
and saw the woman by the stove and the eager look of welcome she extended him.
Deigning then to turn her eyes sideways towards the suppliant, Miss Potterson beheld him knuckling his low forehead, and ducking at her with his head, as if he were asking leave to fling himself head foremost over the half-door and alight on his feet in the bar
Van der School removed his spectacles, folded them and, replacing them once more on his nose, eyed the other bill which he held in his hand, and then said, looking at the bar
over the top of his glasses; I shall rest the prosecution here, if the court please.”
He did not startle, though his hair rippled erect and he bared
his fangs in a silent snarl.
"I beg your pardon, madame, could you tell me where to find a gate or door, made of bars
, iron bars
, opening into the Rue Scribe...
"You see, I'm small enough to get through the bars
of that window; and I was afraid they would put me in a cage instead.
The Yellow Room has but one barred window--the bars
of which have not been moved--and only one door, which had to be broken open--and the assassin was not found!"