Look here, the sun isn't the spectacle--it's US--stacked up here on top of this gallows, in these idiotic blankets
, and two hundred and fifty well-dressed men and women down here gawking up at us and not caring a straw whether the sun rises or sets, as long as they've got such a ridiculous spectacle as this to set down in their memorandum-books.
Its head was covered by the wet blanket
and it was NOT SNORING ANY LONGER.
The shoes displayed the mud or dust of marches and bits of rounded trousers, protruding from the blankets
, showed rents and tears from hurried pitchings through the dense brambles.
Some were on horseback, fantastically painted and arrayed, with scarlet blankets
fluttering in the wind.
Mohegan dropped his head in his blanket
, and sat in silence.
It was in the black heart of the night, the rain drumming like a thousand drums, that he was roused by a plucking at his blanket
, and, stretching out, felt the little hand of a langur.
Quickly she snatched the blanket
from before the infant's face; Anderssen was looking at her as she did so.
And through it all, on moccasined feet, moved Daylight, hell-roaring Burning Daylight, over-spilling with good nature and camaraderie, howling his he-wolf howl and claiming the night as his, bending men's arms down on the bars, performing feats of strength, his bronzed face flushed with drink, his black eyes flashing, clad in overalls and blanket
coat, his ear-flaps dangling and his gauntleted mittens swinging from the cord across the shoulders.
So soundly did Jerry sleep, that when the rain, having robbed the atmosphere of its last breath of wind, ceased and left the stateroom a steaming, suffocating furnace, he did not know when Skipper, panting for air, his loin cloth and undershirt soaked with sweat, arose, tucked blanket
and pillow under his arm, and went on deck.
Bill had finished his pipe and was helping his companion to spread the bed of fur and blanket
upon the spruce boughs which he had laid over the snow before supper.
Alec had her on the sofa rolled up in the bear-skin coat, with Phebe rubbing her cold feet while he rubbed the aching hands, and Aunt Plenty made a comfortable hot drink, and Aunt Peace sent down her own foot-warmer and embroidered blanket
"for the dear.
But when a long old man in a blanket
overcoat, his head tied up in a handkerchief and nearly his entire face in a muffler, wearing green goggles and with a complexion of glittering whiteness where it could be seen, strode silently into the room, laying a hard, gloved hand on Mr.