Even as she waxed impatient, the chance came, and Joe whipped his fist to Ponta's mouth.
Genevieve had noticed, with a slight touch of amusement, the curious way in which Joe snuggled his body in against Ponta's in the clinches; but she had not realized why, until, in one such clinch, before the snuggling in could be effected, Ponta's fist whipped straight up in the air from under, and missed Joe's chin by a hair's-breadth.
This he presently returned with no less violence, aiming likewise at the parson's breast; but he dexterously drove down the
fist of Jones, so that it reached only his belly, where two pounds of beef and as many of pudding were then deposited, and whence consequently no hollow sound could proceed.
The next moment Jimmy whirled about, and the passengers saw him land his
fist on the face of a running man who was trying to board the car.
And I can't tell you from here while you're shaking your
fist at me."
His big
fists were clenching and unclenching, and his face was positively fiendish, so malignantly did he look at Johnson.
Billy ducked, cutting his apology short, and as the sledge-like
fist passed over his head, he drove his left to the other's jaw.
A sob which Mordaunt could not repress burst from his throat and his livid face became suffused with blood; he clenched his
fists, sweat covered his face, his hair, like Hamlet's, stood on end, and racked with fury he cried out:
And to prove it, let me show you something curious, something you have never seen before." Casting about him, Watson picked up a rough stone the size of his
fist. "See this.
Loker brought down his
fist with a thump that fully explained the hiatus.
"A spy, Sir--sent to time you at your work." Geoffrey lifted his mighty
fist, and sprang forward a step.
One matter connected with his management sometimes worried Nicholas, and that was his quick temper together with his old hussar habit of making free use of his
fists. At first he saw nothing reprehensible in this, but in the second year of his marriage his view of that form of punishment suddenly changed.
The woman screamed and shook her
fists before her husband's eyes.
But they lack
fists: their fingers do not know how to creep behind
fists.
Her eyes glowed and she clenched her
fists. "If I am dead and see him becoming a meaningless drab figure like myself, I will come back," she declared.