Figs, alone in the schoolroom, was blundering over a home letter; when Cuff, entering, bade him go upon some message, of which tarts were probably the subject.
Yes, when the hour of battle came, he was almost ashamed to say, "Go it, Figs"; and not a single other boy in the place uttered that cry for the first two or three rounds of this famous combat; at the commencement of which the scientific Cuff, with a contemptuous smile on his face, and as light and as gay as if he was at a ball, planted his blows upon his adversary, and floored that unlucky champion three times running.
"You'd best give in," he said to Dobbin; "it's only a thrashing, Figs, and you know I'm used to it." But Figs, all whose limbs were in a quiver, and whose nostrils were breathing rage, put his little bottle-holder aside, and went in for a fourth time.
From the Hump we can see the gate that is called after Miss Mabel Grey, the Fig
I promised to tell you about.
And Mopsus answered: `Ten thousand is their number, and their measure is a bushel: one fig
is left over, which you would not be able to put into the measure.'
But though they found her deep in snow in the Figs, it seemed impossible to thank Maimie, for they could not waken her.
All through the night the exquisite little house stood there in the Figs taking care of Maimie, and she never knew.
He replied in the most natural and self-complacent style imaginable, "that he had been among his cousins, who were very poor; they had been delighted to see him; still more delighted with his good fortune; they had taken him to their arms; admired his equipments; one had begged for this; another for that"--in fine, what with the poor devil's inherent heedlessness, and the real generosity of his disposition, his needy cousins had succeeded in stripping him of all his clothes and accoutrements, excepting the fig
leaf with which he had returned to camp.
To which Sancho replied, "Ever since I have sniffed the governorship I have got rid of the humours of a squire, and I don't care a wild fig
for all the duennas in the world."
Orange, pomegranate, and fig
trees bent beneath the weight of their golden or purple fruits.
I'd only learned chocolate fudge and fig cake, though, when--when I had to stop." Her voice broke.
"Chocolate fudge and fig cake, indeed!" scorned Miss Polly.