It was too late to retreat: the fugitive felt that at the first movement back toward the wood he would be, as he afterward explained, "filled with buckshot." So the two stood there like trees, Brower nearly suffocated by the activity of his own heart; the other--the emotions of the other are not recorded.
Turning his back to his captor, he walked submissively away in the direction indicated, looking to neither the right nor the left; hardly daring to breathe, his head and back actually aching with a prophecy of buckshot.
I watched again all last night in the same cover, gun in hand, double-charged with buckshot
. In the morning the fresh footprints were there, as before.
“One barrel was charged with buckshot, but the other was loaded for birds only.
I took him on the posteerum, saving the lady's presence, as he got up from the ambushment, and rattled three buckshot into his naked hide, so close that you might have laid a broad joe upon them all”—here Natty stretched out his long neck, and straightened his body, as he opened his mouth, which exposed a single tusk of yellow bone, while his eyes, his face, even his whole frame seemed to laugh, although no sound was emitted except a kind of thick hissing, as he inhaled his breath in quavers.
If he comes browsing about this farm, he might chance to run up against a charge of buckshot
travelling in the opposite direction."
I stood at the bar and drank a glass of beer with him, and talked manfully of oysters, and boats, and of the mystery of who had put the load of buckshot
through the Annie's mainsail.
Pa's got a few buckshot
in him; but he don't mind it 'cuz he don't weigh much, any- way.
He examined the bullets with which Monte Cristo performed this dexterous feat, and saw that they were no larger than buckshot
. "It is astonishing," said he.
They were buckshot
cartridges, and, as Sergeant Wilson pointed out, the triggers were wired together so that, if you pulled on the hinder one, both barrels were discharged.
He took advantage of their fright, and while they were fixing a superstitious glance on the club which had fallen from heaven, and while they were putting out the eyes of the stone saints on the front with a discharge of arrows and buckshot
, Quasimodo was silently piling up plaster, stones, and rough blocks of stone, even the sacks of tools belonging to the masons, on the edge of the balustrade from which the beam had already been hurled.
A quantity of buckshot
and black powder and electric and manual equiment to help with making rifles were also seized.