To the bitter end


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His wife sat by the fire and wept, with her face in her hands; his eldest son was crouched upon the floor, running over a great mass of papers and now and again setting one alight and burning it to the bitter end; all the while a servant lass with a red face was rummaging about the room, in a blind hurry of fear, and whimpering as she went; and every now and again one of the men would thrust in his face from the yard, and cry for orders.
"And now, honestly, I wished I had put a bullet through my head before joining in this murderous conspiracy; but retreat was impossible, even if I had been the man to draw back after going so far; and I had a still stronger reason for standing by the others to the bitter end. I could not leave our lady to these ruffians.
On one point we were all agreed, and that was that, come what might, we would go through with this job to the bitter end. We had come out for a fortnight's enjoyment on the river, and a fortnight's enjoyment on the river we meant to have.
By noon the sea went very high indeed, and our ship rode forecastle in, shipped several seas, and we thought once or twice our anchor had come home; upon which our master ordered out the sheet-anchor, so that we rode with two anchors ahead, and the cables veered out to the bitter end.
Also, he explained that there were many accidents in the mills, and that the company's policy was to fight to the bitter end all consequent damage suits.
Let us follow it out to the bitter end. Faces to the south, then, and quick march!"
He said he would "fight to the bitter end" in order to carry on working.
That's what it is all about now and I'm pretty sure it's going to stay that way right through to the bitter end."
Terming this sheer injustice, Altaf vowed that Pasban would fight this injustice to the bitter end.
But with Morgan (87) lashing the ball to all parts and Stokes seeing out the match to the bitter end, the points were secured on Duckworth-Lewis.
Formerly a restaurant that closed its doors, the space is located just next door to the Bitter End, and directly above the Peculier Pub, which is in the lower level of the building.
A number of militiamen hoisted the coffin wrapped in party yellowish colour, fired their guns into the air and swore allegiance to continue their sacred Jihad to the bitter end as they shouted.