Wrists
[rɪsts]
Examples
- It would have been had I been a Martian, but I had to smile at the puny strands that confined my wrists. Edgar Rice Burroughs. The Gods of Mars.
- His shirt-sleeves were turned up at the wrists, but no higher. Wilkie Collins. The Woman in White.
- I beg that you will not touch me with your filthy hands, remarked our prisoner as the handcuffs clattered upon his wrists. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
- We do not hear of his smacking the faces or wringing the wrists of recalcitrant or unresponsive disciples. H. G. Wells. The Outline of History_Being a Plain History of Life and Mankind.
- His consciousness was gone into his wrists, into his hands. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- There was a thin wisp of his hair straying on his forehead, she noticed that his skin was of a clear brown colour, his hands, his wrists. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- I had told Wemmick of his showing us her wrists, that day of the dinner party. Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
- Molly, said Mr. Jaggers, not looking at her, but obstinately looking at the opposite side of the room, let them see both your wrists. Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
- His wrists were bursting, there would be no satisfaction till his hands had closed on her. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- She caught Gerty's wrists, and drew her close to the window. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
- As he moved, a chain clanked; to his wrists were attached fetters. Charlotte Bronte. Jane Eyre.
- He was taken on board, and instantly manacled at the wrists and ankles. Charles Dickens. Great Expectations.
- In an instant Holmes clapped a pistol to his head, and Martin slipped the handcuffs over his wrists. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.
- But it was made of rich peach-coloured crepe-de-chine, that hung heavily and softly from her young throat and her slender wrists. D. H. Lawrence. Women in Love .
- Why, no; only Joe Scott's wrists were a little galled with being pinioned too tightly behind his back. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
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