Of an impulsive and passionate nature, she had fortified herself to encounter the stings and venomous stabs of public contumely, wreaking itself in every variety of insult; but there was a quality so much more terrible in the solemn mood of the popular mind, that she longed rather to behold all those rigid countenances contorted
with scornful merriment, and herself the object.
There was no color in him; his features were contorted
and set, and sweat-drops stood upon his forehead.
I had crossed a marshy tract full of willows, bulrushes, and odd, outlandish, swampy trees; and I had now come out upon the skirts of an open piece of undulating, sandy country, about a mile long, dotted with a few pines and a great number of contorted
trees, not unlike the oak in growth, but pale in the foliage, like willows.
Even her natural terror of being left alone in the awful jungle was submerged in a greater horror as she saw the man and the beast spring simultaneously upon their prey and drag it down, as she saw the handsome face of her preserver contorted
in a bestial snarl; as she saw his strong, white teeth buried in the soft flesh of the kill.
Right in the middle there lay the body of a man sorely contorted
and still twitching.
Around it was a patch of silent common, smouldering in places, and with a few dark, dimly seen objects lying in contorted
attitudes here and there.
As soon as the room was lighted up, Liza sprang up, sat up in bed, and with a contorted
face, with a half insane smile, looked at me almost senselessly.
One great branch stretched from the old contorted
trunk across the path, and threw the darkest shadow on that one spot.
The fourth whom we shall notice had no name that his companions knew of, and was chiefly distinguished by a sneer that always contorted
his thin visage, and by a prodigious pair of spectacles, which were supposed to deform and discolor the whole face of nature, to this gentleman's perception.
For an instant the reptile contorted
itself violently, and then lay motionless in the sunshine.
The agony of those contorted
limbs struck me with a spasm of pain and blurred my eyes with tears.
Under the trees several pheasants lay about, their rich plumage dabbled with blood; some were dead, some feebly twitching a wing, some staring up at the sky, some pulsating quickly, some contorted
, some stretched out--all of them writhing in agony, except the fortunate ones whose tortures had ended during the night by the inability of nature to bear more.