And they came like the wind, yelling at the sight of their quarry.
There was a distant sound of yelling and cheering and shouting.
Wat's voice was shrill in the land, yelling, exhorting, screaming.
The remaining Indians, yelling their war whoop, fled down the river.
This time he swallowed the mouthful, yelling as though he had swallowed fire.
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