She sat on her bed, cross-legged, a book in her lap.
She filled her plate and sat down cross-legged between Pete and Davis.
A tall thin bow-legged figure strolled around the side of the house.
Overjoyed at her response, he sat cross-legged, hunched over the only lifeline the thousands of innocent people around him had.
Cynthia sat cross legged on the floor, her back to the wall.
She sat cross-legged on the floor in front of him.
Lankha retrieved a small satchel from its bed and sat cross-legged on the floor beside her feet, withdrawing small vials and balled gauze.
The room was vacant except for a metal slab that served as a bed and the six-legged, cat-like creature sitting on the edge of the bed watching its sleeping occupant.
He looked at her the way she looked at the six-legged cat that awoke her that morning.
On the fourth night they sat cross-legged together discussing their future, or lack thereof.
Sitting cross legged, Elisabeth held Jackson's hand in her lap, gazing at his face.
Alex paused at the hay pile and sat down, cross-legged, while he examined a chart.
If you're talking about the two-legged ones, that's debatable.
As for the four-legged ones, they're actually feral hogs – descendents of early livestock that went wild.
It may be mentioned that the Bactrian camel, which is a shorter-legged and more ponderous animal than the Arabian species, grows an enormously long and thick winter coat, which is shed in blanket-like masses in spring.
The female lays her eggs beneath the scaly covering, from which hatch out little active six-legged larvae, which wander about and soon begin to form a new scale.
The Basuto ponies, said to be descended from Shetland ponies which, imported to the Cape in 1840, strayed into the mountains, are short-legged, strong-bodied, sure-footed, and noted for their hardiness.
It was pleasant to see my whole household effects out on the grass, making a little pile like a gypsy's pack, and my three-legged table, from which I did not remove the books and pen and ink, standing amid the pines and hickories.
He kept closing his eyes and then again looking at the fire, which seemed to him dazzlingly red, and at the feeble, round-shouldered figure of Tushin who was sitting cross-legged like a Turk beside him.
Then came a cart, and behind that walked an old, bandy- legged domestic serf in a peaked cap and sheepskin coat.
The huntsman standing in the hollow moved and loosed his borzois, and Nicholas saw a queer, short-legged red fox with a fine brush going hard across the field.