Bar Comas eyed the defiant and insubordinate chieftain for an instant, his expression one of haughty, fearless contempt and hate, and then without drawing a weapon and without uttering a word he hurled himself at the throat of his defamer.
They swaggered unsteadily but belligerently toward the
bar and looked at Pete with bleared and blinking eyes.
Mr Merdle again expressed himself as wholly devoted to that object of his constant consideration, and
Bar took his persuasive eye- glass up the grand staircase.
It could scarcely be called a trade, in spite of his favourite description of himself as "a honest tradesman." His stock consisted of a wooden stool, made out of a broken-backed chair cut down, which stool, young Jerry, walking at his father's side, carried every morning to beneath the banking-house window that was nearest Temple
Bar: where, with the addition of the first handful of straw that could be gleaned from any passing vehicle to keep the cold and wet from the odd-job-man's feet, it formed the encampment for the day.
He counteracted the tendency to drowsiness and stupor which cold produces by keeping himself in constant exercise; and seeing that the vessel was advancing, and that everything depended upon himself, he set to work to scull the boat clear of the
bar, and into quiet water.
"Several members of the
bar are still to be heard, I believe?" says the Chancellor with a slight smile.
Charley Bates' tight features relaxed at the sight, and MacDonald went over and joined the three at the
bar. With the advent of Burning Daylight the whole place became suddenly brighter and cheerier.
I nodded my head, and, as one man to another, thanked him for his tip; and drifted back to the group at the
bar. No; I did not treat.
Miss Potterson, sole proprietor and manager of the Fellowship Porters, reigned supreme on her throne, the
Bar, and a man must have drunk himself mad drunk indeed if he thought he could contest a point with her.
Van der School, Hiram was summoned to the
bar to give his testimony.
One night Captain Nichols and Strickland were sitting in one of the
bars of the Rue Bouterie.
The situation was deservedly tense, and Ralph developed it with cautious care, making no abrupt movements, his eyes playing everywhere over dogs and leopards and the men outside with the prods and
bars. He made the savage cats come out of their crouch and separate from one another.
