'I learn quickly, I know.' His head acquiesced.

The daughter of the Old Buccaneer might learn the business quickly, perhaps; a singularly cutting smile was on his tight lips, in memory of a desire he had as a boy to join hands with an Amazonian damsel and be out over the world for adventures, comrade and bride as one.

Here the creature sat.

Life is the burlesque of young dreams; or they precipitate us on the roar and grin of a recognized beast world.
The devil possessing him gnawed so furiously that a partial mitigation of the pain was afforded by sight of waving hats on a hill-rise of the road.

He flourished his whip.