...roisterer, passing along the street with his companions, laughed a loud, reckless, half drunken, laugh that sounded in the quiet darkness ... — Their Yesterdays • Harold Bell Wright
... you mean by "understanding" them? Pardon me—to live with that roisterer coming in upon me when and whence he pleased—I prefer my broken life ... — A Comedy of Marriage & Other Tales • Guy De Maupassant