One night, after a day's sport in which he had outdone Nimrod or Gillingwater, and slaughtered "another fine bear," and brought him home in triumph, the Baron Von Koeldwethout sat moodily at the head of his table, eyeing the smoky roof of the hall with a discontended aspect.
cried the baron suddenly, smiting the table with his right hand, and twirling his moustache with his left.
Just as the arrow left the bow, the Vice-Warden trod heavily on the toe of the Baron, who yelled with the pain.
I had always fancied," the Baron faltered, "that cod were salt-water fish?
ejaculated--or, rather, growled--the Baron as he turned towards me in angry surprise.
the Baron vociferated again, with a redoubled growl and a note of growing wrath in his voice.
To the residence of Baron Danglars, Rue de la Chaussee d'Antin.
Having delivered himself of this pompous address, uttered with a degree of energy that left the baron almost out of breath, he bowed to the assembled party and withdrew to his drawing-room, whose sumptuous furnishings of white and gold had caused a great sensation in the Chaussee d'Antin.
One fierce blow at the unsuspecting horseman at his side, one cry to his French troops, one desperate charge upon the unready lines before him, and these rebellious Barons
might rue the day they dared to thwart his plans
You already, my dear Baron
, know, I think, whither they lead.
Not once did he raise his visor while he was among us," replied the Baron
, "but there are those who claim they had a brief glimpse of him and that he is of horrid countenance, wearing a great yellow beard and having one eye gone, and a mighty red scar from his forehead to his chin.
Rivar, again, in his way was another conventional representative of another well-known type.
uf, in hope of discovering some symptoms of relenting; but that of the Baron
exhibited the same cold, half-sullen, half-sarcastic smile which had been the prelude to his cruelty; and the savage eyes of the Saracens, rolling gloomily under their dark brows, acquiring a yet more sinister expression by the whiteness of the circle which surrounds the pupil, evinced rather the secret pleasure which they expected from the approaching scene, than any reluctance to be its directors or agents.
Monsieur Pailleton had been a little taken aback by the visit of the Baron
cried Milady; and as if acted upon by a spring, she bounded toward the baron
, who awaited her attack with his arms crossed, but nevertheless with one hand on the hilt of his sword.