The tension loosed, the battle lost, the little man almost broke down. There were red dabs of color in his face; his eyes were big; his lips pitifully quivering; he was near to sobbing. An old man utterly alone he had staked his all on a throw and lost. Lady Eleanour marked the forlorn little figure, standing solitary on the fringe of the uproarious mob. She noticed the expression on his face; and her tender heart went out to the lone man in his defeat. She went up to him and laid a hand upon his arm. M'Adam," she said timidly, "won't you come and sit down in the tent? You look so tired!英文原著 · 《Bob Son of Battle》
Sit doon, I say, or' '--threateningly--" wad ye hae me come to ye?"
At that the Dalesmen laughed uproariously, and even the Master's grim face relaxed. But the squire's voice rang out sharp and stern. "Keep silence and sit down, Mr. M'Adam! D'you hear me, sir? If I have to speak to you again it will be to order you to leave the room."
The little man obeyed, sullen and vengeful, like a beaten cat. The Master concluded his speech by calling on all present to give three cheers for the squire, her ladyship, and the young ladies. The call was responded to enthusiastically, every man standing.英文原著 · 《Bob Son of Battle》
'She won't have to,' I said. He cackled uproariously for a moment, then grew serious. 'Her father's rich,' he said, 'the richest man o' Faraway, an I guess she won't never hev anything t' dew but set'n sing an' play the melodium.'
'She can do as she likes,' I said. He stood a moment looking down as if meditating on the delights he had pictured. 'Gol!' he exclaimed suddenly. My subject had begun to study me, and I came away to escape further examination.英文原著 · 《Eben Holden》
Here Ctesippus, as his manner was, burst into a roar of laughter; he said, That brother of yours, Euthydemus, has got into a dilemma; all is over with him. This delighted Cleinias, whose laughter made Ctesippus ten times as uproarious; but I cannot help thinking that the rogue must have picked up this answer from them; for there has been no wisdom like theirs in our time. Why do you laugh, Cleinias, I said, at such solemn and beautiful things?英文原著 · 《Euthydemus》
The eight responses came like a rolling fire from every part of the room, and the laughter that followed was the more uproarious because poor Father Goriot stared at the others with a puzzled look, like a foreigner trying to catch the meaning of words in a language which he does not understand.英文原著 · 《Father Goriot》
how uproarious they are! what a thing it is to be young!" said the widow.英文原著 · 《Father Goriot》