We rushed each other furiously time after time, 'til suddenly, feeling the sharp point of his sword at my breast in a thrust
I could neither parry nor escape, I threw myself upon him with outstretched sword and with all the weight of my body, determined that I would not die alone if I could prevent it.
Does it not argue a superintending Providence that, while viewless and unexpected events thrust
themselves continually athwart our path, there should still be regularity enough in mortal life to render foresight even partially available?
Here the witch thrust her wrinkled face close to the puppet's, chuckling irrepressibly, and fidgeting all through her system, with delight at the idea which she meant to communicate.
Put but a bold face on the matter, sigh, smile, flourish thy hat, thrust forth thy leg like a dancing-master, put thy right hand to the left side of thy waistcoat, and pretty Polly Gookin is thine own
Thereupon he thrust
his hand into the pouch of the fat Friar and drew thence a bag like the other and counted out from it threescore and ten pounds.
When Skipper, with a quick thrust
, released him and shoved him clear, he came back, all teeth and growl, to be again caught and shaken.
Already the thrusts
were less fierce, the foot less ready, although there was no abatement of the spirit in the steady gray eyes.
Then he thrust
him into a sack, and thus carried him home to his cottage.
It makes the heart beat to behold--the small man, the great beast, the wide level sand, the thousands that look on without breath; the great beast rushes to the attack, the small man stands like a statue; he does not move, he is unafraid, and in his hand is the slender sword flashing like silver in the sun; nearer and nearer rushes the great beast with its sharp horns, the man does not move, and then--so--the sword flashes, the thrust
is made, to the heart, to the hilt, the bull falls to the sand and is dead, and the man is unhurt.
Quicker, however, than the breeze, the withered, sallow arms of the beggars were thrust
in, accompanied by the eternal whine of "Miserabili, miserabili, excellenza
Matvey put his hands in his jacket pockets, thrust
out one leg, and gazed silently, good-humoredly, with a faint smile, at his master.
It was remarkable, too, that whenever they happened to stand where there was any press of people, and Hugh chanced to be looking downward, he was sure to see an arm stretched out--under his own perhaps, or perhaps across him--which thrust
some paper into the hand or pocket of a bystander, and was so suddenly withdrawn that it was impossible to tell from whom it came; nor could he see in any face, on glancing quickly round, the least confusion or surprise.
He never sat in the same position for two minutes together, but was perpetually tossing his arms and legs about, pulling up the sashes and letting them violently down, or thrusting his head out of one window to draw it in again and thrust
it out of another.
Before he could release it I had run him through, and then, falling back upon the tactics that have saved me a hundred times in tight pinches, I rushed the two remaining warriors, forcing them back with a perfect torrent of cuts and thrusts
, weaving my sword in and out about their guards until I had the fear of death upon them.
The spears were commencing to find his body in the first torturing pricks that prefaced the more serious thrusts