He is a powerful man, and that iron mace is just the thing for such work.

The natives went down like ninepins before him.

No, I don't think he is hurt." "I will go out and see," Mrs.Doolan said; and taking a mug half full of champagne from the table, she went out.
Bathurst was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall of the house.
"You are not hurt, Mr.Bathurst, I hope," Mrs.Doolan said, as she came up.

"No, don't try to get up, drink a little of this; we are celebrating our victory by opening a case of champagne.

The Major tells us you have been distinguishing yourself greatly." Bathurst drank some of the wine before he replied.
"In a way, Mrs.Doolan, I scarcely know what I did do.