The brigand captain took the large paper from the attendant brigand and, glancing over it, continued: "My other intentions are clearly set forth in this public document, which I will hand round in a moment; and which after that will be posted on a tree by every village in the valley, and every cross-road in the hills.
He had held back in a hang-dog style when his son and Muscari had made a bold movement to break out of the brigand trap.
Tupman in full brigand's costume, with a very tight jacket, sitting like a pincushion over his back and shoulders, the upper portion of his legs incased in the velvet shorts, and the lower part thereof swathed in the complicated bandages to which all brigands are peculiarly attached.
Pickwick, with the brigand on one arm, and the troubadour on the other, walked solemnly up the entrance.
The light cart in which the Brigand
usually made his perambulations being gaily dressed with flags and streamers, and the Brigand
placed therein, contemplating the miniature of his beloved as usual, Nell was accommodated with a seat beside him, decorated with artificial flowers, and in this state and ceremony rode slowly through the town every morning, dispersing handbills from a basket, to the sound of drum and trumpet.
Thereupon the brigand
offers to go along with her, and she accepts his offer.
Remorselessly to rob you, an orphan, as any brigand
A frowsy, bearded brigand
sprang into the road with a shout, and flourished a musket in the light of the moon
And I think that was the vision that had remained with him always, dazzling his eyes so that he could not see the truth; and notwithstanding the brutality of fact, he continued to see with the eyes of the spirit an Italy of romantic brigands
and picturesque ruins.
They are regular brigands
, especially Dolokhov," replied the visitor.
Constantinople was taken, plundered, and destroyed by these "pious brigands
,"* and the last of the Byzantine Emperors was first blinded and then flung from a high tower, so that his body fell shattered to pieces on the paving-stones of his own capital.
His masters called out not to lay on so hard and to leave him alone, but the muleteers blood was up, and he did not care to drop the game until he had vented the rest of his wrath, and gathering up the remaining fragments of the lance he finished with a discharge upon the unhappy victim, who all through the storm of sticks that rained on him never ceased threatening heaven, and earth, and the brigands
, for such they seemed to him.