Then the thud of a blow that connected, and the fight was over.

These men had arms with the strength of a horse's leg, and as soon as their "kick" struck solid flesh, the man hit was knocked out.

He wouldn't be back for supper, but the rest of us would, without having our appetites disturbed in the least.

I didn't like these methods, but if the boys did I was not going to complain.
My practice of studying at night offended my roommates.

The lamplight got in their eyes.