Civilization was rubbing off him at the edges; he seemed to be struggling against some primeval tendency.

You expected at any moment to see a reversion to some earlier and uglier type.

Across the chastened accents of the journalist there sounded the wild intemperate tongue of the man of the people.

Miss Batchelor used to declare that Tyson was a self-made man, because he was constructed on such eccentric principles.

His slightest movements showed that he was uncertain of his ground, and ready to fight you for it, if it came to that.