The uproar was so terrific that no single voice could be distinguished, though every one present was shouting his loudest to make himself heard above the universal din.

The result was a very strange and horrid illusion, for it seemed as if no one was speaking at all, but that the noise came from outside, and that each one of the faces--low, vicious faces, mostly--was silently grimacing and gibbering, snapping its jaws and glaring furiously at the occupants of the opposite cage.

It was a frightful spectacle.

I could think of nothing but the monkey-house at the Zoo.

It seemed as if one ought to walk up the alley and offer nuts and pieces of paper to be torn to pieces." "Horrible!" exclaimed Miss Gibson.