On the front seat is a peasant, laughing at the antics of the clown.
All that he had done was like the antics of a colt compared with what followed.
"I ought to beg your pardon for these antics," he said, adjusting his hat.
The prisoners, the jailers and spectators laughed at its antics.
He had, it seemed, been first of all terrified by Frank's antics.
We do so, reverently, ...