Ankle

Examples

• When we were left alone in the stone-flagged kitchen, it was astonishing how rapidly that sprained ankle recovered. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• Why we all go out hunting together and, when I have rode a few miles, I wink at the rest and fall down from my horse, or affect to hurt my ankle. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
• Let the gardener sweep and sweep the turf as he will, and press the leaves into full barrows, and wheel them off, still they lie ankle-deep. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Her imagination was busy, her reflections were pleasant, and the pain of a sprained ankle was disregarded. Jane Austen. Sense and Sensibility.
• A short man was his Lordship, broad-chested and bow-legged, but proud of the fineness of his foot and ankle, and always caressing his garter-knee. William Makepeace Thackeray. Vanity Fair.
• When Wildeve came on to that spot his ankle was caught by something, and he fell headlong. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• But I don't see what you can do, except get a carriage, or stay here all night, answered Jo, softly rubbing the poor ankle as she spoke. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
• Oh that he had sprained his ankle in the first dance! Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice.
• I've sprained my ankle. Louisa May Alcott. Little Women.
• Tom got in, and Haley, drawing out from under the wagon seat a heavy pair of shackles, made them fast around each ankle. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Uncle Tom's Cabin.
• Trevor was the only man I knew, and that only through the accident of his bull terrier freezing on to my ankle one morning as I went down to chapel. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes.
• As I did the same I felt the hand of the man behind me grab at my ankle, but I kicked myself free and scrambled over a grass-strewn coping. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• Before the last company filed from the chamber the water was ankle deep, and that the men were nervous was quite evident. Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Gods of Mars.
• He had had one of those violent strains of the ankle which leave a man helpless. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• If you please, miss, his wife is a beautiful woman, but she broke her ankle, and it never joined. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Our legs would refuse to bear us, our knees would double up, our ankles would turn over, and we should come to the ground. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• But scarce had I fallen ere I felt powerful hands grip my ankles, and in another second I was being drawn within the shelter of the tree's interior. Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Gods of Mars.
• She was sitting beside him on the robe, her hands clasped around her ankles. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
• That they were undaunted while it swirled and eddied about their ankles, spoke well for their bravery and their discipline. Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Gods of Mars.
• My dear, don't you give your mind to that again, or I shall link your feet together at the ankles. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• The petticoat was short, displaying well a pair of feet and ankles which left much to be desired in the article of symmetry. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
• Mr. Sillerton Jackson stretched his ankles nearer the coals and emitted a sardonic whistle. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
• Nankeen trousers, displaying more white fancy-work over the ankles, and purple morocco slippers, adorned his lower extremities. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
• We lashed his ankles with cord, and rose breathless from the struggle. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
• My ankles were all in a fever before, from walking through that prickly furze, and now you must make 'em worse with these vlankers! Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• Cavalletto sat down on the pavement, holding one of his ankles in each hand, and smoking peacefully. Charles Dickens. Little Dorrit.
• He was taken on board, and instantly manacled at the wrists and ankles. Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
• The girl walked away out of hearing and sat down, her hands clasped over her ankles. Hemingway, Ernest. For Whom The Bell Tolls.
• To walk three miles, or four miles, or five miles, or whatever it is, above her ankles in dirt, and alone, quite alone! Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice.
• We will say nothing of the feet and the ankles, continued His Grace. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.

Edited by Jacqueline