The dentist threw his vast bulk on his adversary's shoulders and, thrusting a huge palm against his face, pushed him backwards and downwards.

It was out of the question to resist that enormous strength.

Marcus wrenched himself over and fell face downward on the ground.
McTeague rose on the instant with a great laugh of exultation.
"You're down!" he exclaimed.
Marcus leaped to his feet.
"Down nothing," he vociferated, with clenched fists.

"Down nothing, by damn! You got to throw me so's my shoulders touch." McTeague was stalking about, swelling with pride.
"Hoh, you're down.

I threw you.