He would write for a while, then sit idle, his clenched fist
lying on the table, his eyes following the pattern of the oilcloth.
smiting him with his clenched fist
. Heading East at this hour in the morning, and the sun astern?
Without a word or a warning, I snatched the piece from his grasp, and, at the same time struck him a terrific blow between the eyes with my clenched fist
. He staggered back in surprise, too dumbfounded even to cry out, and then I clubbed his rifle and felled him with a single mighty blow.
He brought the clenched fist
of his free hand down in two blows, rat-tat, on Michael's paws.
No sooner was he over the threshold than Daddy Mathieu slammed the door after him and, turning towards us, with eyes bloodshot, and frothing at the mouth, he hissed to us, shaking his clenched fist
at the door he had just shut on the man he evidently hated:
A big brawny fellow with a red beard, flushed face, and broad shoulders, who seemed to be the chief of the band, raised his clenched fist
to strike Mr.
He would have liked to hit her in the face with his clenched fist
, and in fancy he saw how she would look with a black eye.
I can see him now, in my wake-a-day life, as I write this, swinging along through the trees, a four-handed, hairy creature, howling with rage, pausing now and again to beat his chest with his clenched fist
, leaping ten-and-fifteen-foot gaps, catching a branch with one hand and swinging on across another gap to catch with his other hand and go on, never hesitating, never at a loss as to how to proceed on his arboreal way.
He struck his host in the face with clenched fist
. Mace went down with scarcely a groan.
The Jew thrust his head out of the room door when Sikes had left it; looked after him as we walked up the dark passage; shook his clenched fist
; muttered a deep curse; and then, with a horrible grin, reseated himself at the table; where he was soon deeply absorbed in the interesting pages of the Hue-and-Cry.
'Great Heaven!' said the stranger, dashing his clenched fist
upon the table.
At the instant of contact the lad pivoted on one foot, and with all the weight of his body and the strength of his trained muscles drove a clenched fist
into the bull's stomach.