She scraped bones from a plate into a hole she had dug in the sand.
He felt it in his bones, just as he'd felt a soul-deep connection to her the moment he'd touched her.
Now, if we could get the sheriff's office to work that fast we could put this whole bones business to bed.
"Her little friend Caleb knew the bones were there," Dean said.
His jury duty was scheduled for the next day, although he gave no further indication of concern since Martha's bones were occupying his interest.
There, staring up at the group, nestled in an assortment of other bones, packed into a grubby plaid shirt, was a cracked white skull.
I don't give a damn about a bunch of bones, but where do you get off saying The Lucky Pup Mine is yours?
In addition to the bones themselves, the box contained a ripped plaid flannel shirt, and nestled at the bottom, dirty jeans, boots, and yellowed, soiled undershorts.
Dorothy screamed and expected to see a terrible sight; but as the two halves of the Sorcerer fell apart on the floor she saw that he had no bones or blood inside of him at all, and that the place where he was cut looked much like a sliced turnip or potato.
"If it had any bones, I ate them," replied the kitten, composedly, as it washed its face after the meal.
But I am one of the greatest humbug wizards that ever lived, and you will realize this when we have all starved together and our bones are scattered over the floor of this lonely cave.
"I can see the bones all right," replied the Sawhorse, "and they are admirable and distinct.
Or are their bones more brittle?
The horse was an old, worn-out chestnut, with an ill-kept coat, and bones that showed plainly through it; the knees knuckled over, and the forelegs were very unsteady.
One farmer says to me, "You cannot live on vegetable food solely, for it furnishes nothing to make bones with"; and so he religiously devotes a part of his day to supplying his system with the raw material of bones; walking all the while he talks behind his oxen, which, with vegetable-made bones, jerk him and his lumbering plow along in spite of every obstacle.
I was put into a jail once on this account, for one night; and, as I stood considering the walls of solid stone, two or three feet thick, the door of wood and iron, a foot thick, and the iron grating which strained the light, I could not help being struck with the foolishness of that institution which treated me as if I were mere flesh and blood and bones, to be locked up.
It was a coffin with bones inside.