Fred examined the small bone and handed it back to Cynthia who gingerly dropped it into a small crystal jewelry box on her bureau.
Her jewelry box was tiny and wooden.
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.
In the box was a small, simple necklace of a bronze chain and faded bronze coin.
A tow-haired boy happily dropped a Marlboro cigarette box in the churning water and then ran downstream to monitor its progress.
He put the ring back and closed the jewelry box, wishing he could shut off his memories as easily.
He drew a box around a large area.
I did read in my book about fox and box. fox can sit in the box.
Gabriel thought back to the three items he'd discovered in her jewelry box: the compass, a soul and the tarnished ring he gave her hundreds of years ago.
He placed the bone atop Cynthia's jewelry box on their bureau and climbed into bed.
Reaching her hand into the next nest box, a hen pecked it hard.
It's more of a cluttered box than a web.
Perhaps the weekend respite from the jury box had lessened Fred's apprehension.
Carmen had removed the nest box only a few days ago.
Princess Helene asked to see the portrait of the aunt's husband on the box lid.
"I thought you might need these," she said, handing the rag to Carmen and setting the box of tissues on a small table beside her.
On impulse she opened the small crystal box where they'd placed the bone.
There were pictures on her mantle of the two of them together when he was younger, toys piled into a box near her couch, a school lunch menu and more pictures -- these apparently from past Halloweens --on the bulletin board on one wall of the kitchen.
Yesterday, when I was digging in it, I found a box full of gold and jewels.
On the box beside the driver sat a venerable old attendant.
And the old servant got down from the box and went up to the cart.
Pierre returned a couple of hours later as she checked off the fourth box on her list of Oracle self-training.
Fred hoisted the box and without a word carried it back to the office.
The death-dealer gave her another long look before she pointed to the stainless steel box at the end of the kitchen.
Only then did she venture closer to where they.d been and snag a small box smoothly from the shelf, pushing it under everything else to the bottom of the bag.
She tucked the small box into her jeans pocket and covered the bulge with her sweater, ducking into the bathroom to hide it before rejoining Ully for their small lunch.
Soon after, a warrior came to her door and led her down several halls and into a tiny box resembling an elevator.
In the middle of the queen's throne was a low stone box she mistook at first glance to be the world's most uncomfortable lumbar support.
Near the end of her patience trapped in the tiny box of a spacecraft, she shot up when she felt the familiar pressure of them descending.
Your box of junk that Chicago guy palmed off on you probably caused my nightmare.
You could stick the junk in a box and mail it a whole lot cheaper than having them fly out here.
"I just hope these Boston ladies don't think this box of yours has some truly valuable items in it," Cynthia said.
"This," said the man, taking up a box and handling it gently, "contains twelve dozen rustles--enough to last any lady a year.
Imagine if everyone frequently disputed charges: "I never got my order!" or "It wasn't what they promised it would be!" or "Yeah, I got a box in the mail, but it was full of rocks."
At one point, Tiger Woods got a dime for every box of Wheaties cereal with his photo on it, while the farmer was paid only a nickel for the wheat in that same box—and the farmer still made a profit.
I found box of candy in Mr. Grave's pocket.
A few days ago I received a little box of English violets from Lady Meath.
"Yes," she replied, "but I like to play also, and I feel sometimes as if I were a music box with all the play shut up inside me."
Again, when I hid the spool, she looked for it in a little box not more than an inch long; and she very soon gave up the search.
"Helen is in wardrobe," "Mildred is in crib," "Box is on table," "Papa is on bed," are specimens of sentences constructed by her during the latter part of April.
A slip on which was printed, in raised letters, the word BOX was placed on the object, and the same experiment was tried with a great many articles, but she did not immediately comprehend that the label-name represented the thing.
Only those things he always kept with him remained in his room; a small box, a large canteen fitted with silver plate, two Turkish pistols and a saber--a present from his father who had brought it from the siege of Ochakov.
"Dmitri," said Rostov to his valet on the box, "those lights are in our house, aren't they?"
But apparently the coachman's sympathy was not enough for Peter, and he turned on the box toward his master.
A lady entering the next box shot a glance of feminine envy at Natasha.
Her black eyes looked at the crowd without seeking anyone, and her delicate arm, bare to above the elbow, lay on the velvet edge of the box, while, evidently unconsciously, she opened and closed her hand in time to the music, crumpling her program.
Their box was pervaded by that atmosphere of an affianced couple which Natasha knew so well and liked so much.
As she looked and thought, the strangest fancies unexpectedly and disconnectedly passed through her mind: the idea occurred to her of jumping onto the edge of the box and singing the air the actress was singing, then she wished to touch with her fan an old gentleman sitting not far from her, then to lean over to Helene and tickle her.
At a moment when all was quiet before the commencement of a song, a door leading to the stalls on the side nearest the Rostovs' box creaked, and the steps of a belated arrival were heard.
Having looked at Natasha he approached his sister, laid his well gloved hand on the edge of her box, nodded to her, and leaning forward asked a question, with a motion toward Natasha.
Boris came to the Rostovs' box, received their congratulations very simply, and raising his eyebrows with an absent-minded smile conveyed to Natasha and Sonya his fiancee's invitation to her wedding, and went away.
While conversing with Pierre, Natasha heard a man's voice in Countess Bezukhova's box and something told her it was Kuragin.
When the second act was over Countess Bezukhova rose, turned to the Rostovs' box--her whole bosom completely exposed--beckoned the old count with a gloved finger, and paying no attention to those who had entered her box began talking to him with an amiable smile.
To get better acquainted she asked that one of the young ladies should come into her box for the rest of the performance, and Natasha moved over to it.
During the entr'acte a whiff of cold air came into Helene's box, the door opened, and Anatole entered, stooping and trying not to brush against anyone.
Anatole left the box, serene and gay.
Natasha went back to her father in the other box, now quite submissive to the world she found herself in.
The young fellow on the box jumped down to hold the horses and Anatole and Dolokhov went along the pavement.
The doctors were of use to Natasha because they kissed and rubbed her bump, assuring her that it would soon pass if only the coachman went to the chemist's in the Arbat and got a powder and some pills in a pretty box for a ruble and seventy kopeks, and if she took those powders in boiled water at intervals of precisely two hours, neither more nor less.
You'll sit on the box, won't you, Petya? cried Natasha.
Efim, the old coachman, who was the only one the countess trusted to drive her, sat perched up high on the box and did not so much as glance round at what was going on behind him.
The footman sprang onto the box of the moving coach which jolted as it passed out of the yard onto the uneven roadway; the other vehicles jolted in their turn, and the procession of carriages moved up the street.
They consisted of a box for cards, of splendid workmanship, a bright- blue Sevres tea cup with shepherdesses depicted on it and with a lid, and a gold snuffbox with the count's portrait on the lid which Pierre had had done by a miniaturist in Petersburg.
The countess had long wished for such a box, but as she did not want to cry just then she glanced indifferently at the portrait and gave her attention chiefly to the box for cards.
She glanced around, noting several objects covered with cloths, as well as a box that sat on a table beside the door.
He carefully picked up the box and Yancey followed him out to the car.
When he opened the glove box, I was sure he'd come out with a gun, but he had a little tablet instead.
They still have them, or the big box stores.
If they succeeded, they'd stick your guy... or girl, in a box in McLean and pump 'em dry.
If I had a clue where the breaker box was located I'd have turned the lights on, not off!
She gaped at him as he set the cat and the box down.
I dug this out of a box of electronics upstairs and programmed it to be your new phone.
Just before dawn, she made herself soup and turned a box of cornmeal into bread.
Good operatives have a box full of tricks.
Pierre had brought in a dress box and shoe box earlier.
She picked up the box to toss it on the chair when something slid out.
He opened the box to reveal a man's platinum signet ring with the half-moon, half-sun, and arrow symbol neatly carved on its head.
As he pulled on the last of his clothes and crossed to his armory, a small, black velvet box nestled between two daggers drew his attention.
He removed the ring from the box, smiling as he saw his name engraved in the interior.
The box contained a large, snow white stuffed owl.
Joseph, smiling for the first time in Dean's memory, said he and Ginger planned to walk about town and perhaps hike up to the nearby Box Canyon waterfall.
He set down his box and smiled at his attentive audience.
He pushed the box forward with his foot toward Joseph Dawkins.
He'd left it in a jewelry box in the bedroom he'd shared with past-Death.
The box, advertised as containing Ouray, Colorado correspondence from the last century and "other items of local interest," was offered via the Internet at three hundred dollars.
One lady gave me a box of shells.
Many a man is harassed to death to pay the rent of a larger and more luxurious box who would not have frozen to death in such a box as this.
After reading the first words of the Gospel: "In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God," Pierre went round the table and saw a large open box filled with something.
A tall, beautiful woman with a mass of plaited hair and much exposed plump white shoulders and neck, round which she wore a double string of large pearls, entered the adjoining box rustling her heavy silk dress and took a long time settling into her place.
"Look, Anna Timofeevna," she added to her companion, "see what a box for cards my son has brought us!"
Giddon was carrying a wooden box, which he carefully placed in the trunk.
No one had been to that box before her.
"Nothing today," Adrena said as Cynthia dug in her purse for the box key.
She grabbed a tissue from the box on the counter and blew her nose.
Inside was everything she had ordered - as well as a box of chocolates.
I made my way back to the kitchen and turned on the gas stove burner for enough light to rummage through drawers until I located a box of wooden matches.
She made a show of reading the back of a box of tampons until the Immortals left.
If you keep buying 'opportunities' like Mr. Stanislaw's Salvation Army box, you'll be too broke to answer the door if a real opportunity does come knocking.