Her hands were clenched
till the nails dented the palms, and her body was rigid in her passionate effort for control.
I remained with my family on Clench
until the sixth of June,1774, when I and one Michael Stoner were solicited by Governor Dunmore, of Virginia, to go to the Falls of the Ohio, to conduct into the settlement a number of surveyors that had been sent thither by him some months before; this country having about this time drawn the attention of many adventurers.
God!" he groaned, and the clenched
fists were raised again to the infinite despair with which his throat vibrated.
'But this - how long have you been aware of this?' demanded he, laying his clenched
hand on the table beside him, and looking me keenly and fixedly in the face.
In desperation Philip clenched
his fist and hit the boy who tormented him, but he was at a disadvantage, and the boy seized his arm.
While he was giving us these confidences, unfortunately, his eyes came to rest, at first accidentally, then wistfully, then with a horrid gleam in them, on the little dog, which was fooling about on the top of the sausage-machine, and his hands went out toward it convulsively, whereat David, in sudden fear, seized the dog in one arm and gallantly clenched
his other fist, and then Joey begged his pardon and burst into tears, each one of which he flung against the wall, where it exploded with a bang.
He walked with dilated nostrils and clenched
hands, all glowing and tingling with the excitement of the combat, and warmed with the thought that he could still, when there was need, take his own part in a street brawl in spite of his three-score and odd years.
His flashing eyes, his clenched
hands, his trembling lips, told us of the tumultuous feelings by which he was being agitated.
Sikes looked with an aspect of great perplexity into the Jew's face, and reading no satisfactory explanation of the riddle there, clenched
his coat collar in his huge hand and shook him soundly.
He would write for a while, then sit idle, his clenched
fist lying on the table, his eyes following the pattern of the oilcloth.
As this glad ship of good luck bore down upon the moody Pequod, the barbarian sound of enormous drums came from her forecastle; and drawing still nearer, a crowd of her men were seen standing round her huge try-pots, which, covered with the parchment-like poke or stomach skin of the black fish, gave forth a loud roar to every stroke of the clenched
hands of the crew.
The man sprang to his feet and strode forward with clenched
hands, his face white with rage.