He arose in a terrible passion, slouched his funnel
down over his eyes, swore a vast oath, uttered a threat of some character which I did not precisely comprehend, and finally made me a low bow and departed, wishing me, in the language of the archbishop in Gil-Blas, "beaucoup de bonheur et un peu plus de bon sens.
Later there had been the stroll down to the field in the shade of the waning afternoon, to find out what time the men would be in for supper; and the sheer delight of breathing in the pungent smell of the straw as it came flying from the funnel
, looking, with the sinking sun shining through it, like a million bees swarming from a hive, while the red-brown grain gushed, a lush stream, into the waiting wagon.
With the rate at which they went, the islet seemed to swim towards them like a ship; a ship with a very high prow--or, to speak more strictly, a very high funnel
The rays fell from a thick green funnel
in a plateful of strong light upon a table deep in books.
And all at once I was on fire to be back in the library; so much so, that half a minute at the manhole, lantern in hand, was enough for me; and a mere funnel
of moist brown earth - a terribly low arch propped with beams - as much as I myself ever saw of the subterranean conduit between Kirby House and the sea.
Bert had a momentary glimpse of a little black creature jumping from the crumpling frame of the flying- machine, hitting the funnel
, and falling limply, to be instantly caught and driven to nothingness by the blaze and rush of the explosion.
The last of the infantry hurriedly crossed the bridge, squeezing together as they approached it as if passing through a funnel
Jav's screams rose weird and horrible in their ears, and then the three found themselves piled upon the royal couch of Tario, which had stuck within the aperture at the base of the marble funnel
The black smoke issuing from her funnel
did not at the time make any suggestion to Tarzan's mind.
So I stole out, and the great steamer was lying there with red fires at her funnel
, and I was mad.
Southward, with low funnel
belching forth fire and smoke into the blackness of the night, the huge engine, with its solitary saloon carriage and guard's brake, thundered its way through the night towards the great metropolis.
The mansion was situated in such a way that the sun, falling on it as into a funnel
, dried up, warmed, and fertilised the mist which the verdant screen could not prevent the river wind from carrying there every morning and evening.