Perspiring, Apoplectical faces could be perceived through this veil, and an acrid odour increased the intoxication of the assembly, which excited itself with louder and louder shouts at each fresh song.
"Paris From the "Three Cities""
Emile Zola
His fat Apoplectical face became distorted, his anger was so violent that he could scarcely stutter.
"Fruitfulness Fecondite"
Emile Zola