Then he shook the man like a garment.
"First," he cried, "you would kill Paul, and now you try to shoot me! Good God! what are you?
You are no man.

Do you know what I am going to do with you?
I am going to thrash you like a dog!" He dragged him to the fire-place.

Above the mantelpiece a stick-rack was affixed to the wall, and here were sticks and riding-whips.

Steinmetz selected a heavy whip.

His eyes were shot with blood; his mouth worked beneath his mustache.
"So," he said, "I am going to settle with you at last." De Chauxville kicked and struggled, but he could not get free.