ringside." It was a spirited likeness of the hero, though taken some years before, when he was in the prime of a ring career now, alas, tapering to obscurity.
Spike stood with the left shoulder slightly raised, the left foot advanced, the slightly bent left arm with its clenched fist suggestively extended.

His head was slanted to bring his chin down and in.

The right shoulder was depressed, and the praiseworthy right arm lay in watchful repose across his chest.

The tense gaze expressed absolute singleness of purpose--a hostile purpose.

These details were lost upon Winona.