The love scene made him blush to the roots of his hair / to the tips of his ears.

to job a carriage

The poor Tagalo carried with him a large collection of little books written by you, which were given him by his Priest, who told him they represented so much indulgency for his next life.

Barney rumped him out to the step, but the kid hung onto the door. Wind roared into the cab. Cold. Slicing up Barney's trouser's legs, pressing his shirt. The rig's heavy treads machinegunned the pavement.