and it seemed as if he had been completely avenged for the bad luck of the day. And strange to relate, his whole body, which had undergone the thrashing, felt light, relaxed, and buoyant; and he moved along as if on pinions which might waft him heavenward at any moment.
"That sonless, grandsonless Ah Q!" screamed the little nun from a distance, in a lachrymose voice.
"Ha, ha, ha!" laughed Ah Q altogether merry.
"Ha, ha, ha!" bellowed the cronies in the wine shop quite hilarious.
