His fingers pressed gently, guiding her closer.
"I know," he said with a sigh, running fingers through his hair.
Instinctively her fingers affirmed her hair was in order for the mug shot.
The feel of his warm fingers on her temple was comforting.
The moon peeked shyly over the dunes and moved searching fingers of dim light across the dunes.
His fingers closed around her arm and he firmly pulled her back.
We forbade ourselves to even discuss our impetuous actions for fear of disturbing Howie so all we could do is cross our fingers and pray.
Cross your fingers the group doesn't eat me alive over this.
When Telyanin had finished his lunch he took out of his pocket a double purse and, drawing its rings aside with his small, white, turned-up fingers, drew out a gold imperial, and lifting his eyebrows gave it to the waiter.
Most of those present were elderly, respected men with broad, self-confident faces, fat fingers, and resolute gestures and voices.
Fingers caressed her hand gently and then slipped over her palm.
She ran her fingers along his muscular forearm.
My fingers lingered almost unconsciously on the familiar leaves and blossoms which had just come forth to greet the sweet southern spring.
Strong warm fingers touched her hand and a palm slid under hers, forcing her hands apart.
Carmen said, grabbing her hand and kissing the chubby little fingers.
He flinched visibly as if she had slapped him, his fingers tightening on her arm.
She melted into his arms, eagerly returning his warm kisses and welcoming the feel of his fingers as they searched for the zipper on the back of her dress.
"I... don't..." he muttered, holding up two fingers to his cap.
Prince Andrew looked at Tushin from under his brows and his fingers twitched nervously.
Boris, in the accurate way characteristic of him, was building a little pyramid of chessmen with his delicate white fingers while awaiting Berg's move, and watched his opponent's face, evidently thinking about the game as he always thought only of whatever he was engaged on.
The next day the regimental commander sent for Denisov, and holding his fingers spread out before his eyes said:
Boris, with one leg crossed over the other and stroking his left hand with the slender fingers of his right, listened to Rostov as a general listens to the report of a subordinate, now looking aside and now gazing straight into Rostov's eyes with the same veiled look.
Napoleon, without looking, pressed two fingers together and the badge was between them.
With its huge ungainly limbs sprawling unsymmetrically, and its gnarled hands and fingers, it stood an aged, stern, and scornful monster among the smiling birch trees.
Her fingers searched and found the door handle - just in case.
She kicked off her shoes and stretched out on the couch, lacing fingers behind her head.
His strong fingers pried the whip from her hand and he tossed it away.
She dug her fingers into the soft sand, avoiding his eyes.
Cautiously her fingers felt the ground around her and touched the cold steel barrel.
She ran her fingers along the smooth marble mantle.
Suddenly strong fingers began working her shoulder muscles, delightfully descending to the muscles on either side of her spine.
The fingers ceased their massage and he took her arm, leading her to a dry rock.
She woke, her fingers entwined in the sheet, feeling aroused and frustrated.
She untangled her fingers from the sheet and punched her pillow.
Cool fingers brushed her cheek lightly and she woke to find Cade leaning over her.
Oh, how Rostov detested at that moment those hands with their short reddish fingers and hairy wrists, which held him in their power....
Without looking at anyone, "Uncle" blew the dust off it and, tapping the case with his bony fingers, tuned the guitar and settled himself in his armchair.
Dimmler had finished the piece but still sat softly running his fingers over the strings, evidently uncertain whether to stop or to play something else.
Keep calm, I will call again tomorrow, said Metivier; and putting his fingers to his lips he hastened away.
She rubbed her arms as cold fingers clutched at her heart.
Neither gnarled fingers nor old scars nor old doubts and sorrows were any of them in evidence now.
As soon as Rostov, followed by Ilyin, Lavrushka, and Alpatych, came up to the crowd, Karp, thrusting his fingers into his belt and smiling a little, walked to the front.
His warm fingers released her shoulders and traced their way up her neck, cupping her jaws in his hands.
His fingers touched her chin and slid down her throat, exploring their way down to her bodice.
As his fingers traced a warm tingly path to the back of her dress, hers traced his lips.
She sighed and ran fingers through her tangled hair.
Her fingers found the door handle - just in case.
She dressed hurriedly in the clothes Sarah had loaned her and ran fingers through her hair, wishing she had a comb.
Refreshed from the inside out, she dressed and combed her hair with her fingers.
She touched her lips with trembling fingers, her face burning.
Tammy's tiny fingers coaxed a cookie from the package, giggled as she handed it to Lisa.
His long fingers traced her jaw to the hair on the back of her neck.
Fear clutched at her heart with cold fingers.
When his fingers stopped their work, they lingered.
Her arms stole around his neck and she ran trembling fingers through the soft hair on the back of his head.
The fingers of one hand clutched her throat, while the other warded off her blows.
Bruises in the shape of fingers reminded her of the ordeal.
Lisa put shaking fingers to her mouth to silence an involuntary cry.
"Sure, we're both workaholics and we're both square," she said, forming a square in the air with her index fingers.
She made her way clumsily through one episode and then watched as his long fingers moved gracefully over the keys.
He shook his head and ran his fingers along the rich top of the piano.
Claudette laced her fingers and leaned against the counter, eyeing Cynthia with a puzzled expression.
She moved past him and gingerly felt behind the stove until her fingers closed around the shaker.
His lips crushed down on hers, bruising them as his fingers dug into her shoulders.
He rubbed his forehead and ran his fingers though his hair until it stood on end.
He lifted her chin with two fingers, and the expression on his face might have been amusing under different circumstances.
His fingers caressed her palm warmly and then he brushed the hair away from her cheek.
His fingers gripped her wrist as she started to move away.
He turned his head and kissed her fingers.
Instead, her fingers slid across the smooth muscles and up to his neck, drawing his mouth down harder on hers.
And then he moved over her, his fingers sliding up her arm as it lay beside her head.
Lacing his fingers through hers, his palms touched hers – so warm and exciting.
He squatted and took some of the freshly dug soil in his hand, crushing the lumps and letting the dust run through his fingers.
He chuckled and ran cool fingers across her hot cheek.
I answered as Betsy crossed her fingers.
I watched my wife as she smiled and raised crossed fingers.
Howie had taken to picking at his fingers when the tension built.
We played back our conversation with crossed fingers and not a small dose of nervousness.
Raw fingers plucked at his lengthening hair, his hair piece long since dumped.
We'd then cross our fingers and see what particulars would follow.
However, none of us uncrossed our fingers.
I can sense the ghost, with trembling fingers dialing the number!
Cross your fingers I don't get caught.
It wasn't worded as a question, but kept my fingers crossed so tightly they hurt.
I burned my fingers because it was dark.
I could see my wife's nervousness; picking at her fingers, chewing her lip, twirling her hair.
I crossed my fingers, at least mentally, and asked, "Was he around when Annie was abducted?"
I gave a lot of thought to that question because of all the fingers pointing at me.
Nervous fingers necessitated three tries.
Howie thanked her while I practically jumped over the counter to read over the distressed clerk's shoulder as his fingers plodded over the computer keys.
I crossed my fingers, hoping my mocking his speech would remain undetected.
I crossed my fingers that he was stupid enough to believe my bull shit.
Fingers and thumbs were struck constantly and after a few hours I was the first to fall.
He shook his head and squeezed the steering wheel until one of his fingers popped.
His fingers were long and slim, his palms round.
Her fingers brushed the folded paper Jake had given her.
She squinted through her fingers and braced herself against one wall to counter the effects the drugs had on her equilibrium as she moved down the long hallway.
She hugged her knees to her chest and peered through her fingers.
His hand lingered on her arm, and she rested her forehead against his fingers, comforted for the first time in months.
He rubbed his face, his fingers slowing as he felt his scars.
He traced his fingers over the scars on his hands and followed them up his arms, then his chest, then his legs.
"We should've seen this coming," he said, running his fingers through his hair.
His body was covered with faded scars that fascinated her, made her want to trace the lengths of them with her fingers then her tongue.
She flinched away as his fingers rested on the clasp of her dress.
His fingers came away with blood.
Deidre touched his face with trembling fingers.
She took his face in her hands and traced his cheekbones and jawline with her fingers.
Her cool fingers ran across Deidre's markings.
She ran her fingers through her hair.
"This is so weird," Paulette said, licking her chubby fingers.
Dean telephoned the sheriff's office, crossing his fingers that the redheaded deputy Lady Larkin was out bagging the ten most wanted speeders.
He would cross his fingers and trust she wouldn't divulge any confidences to her boss, Fitzgerald.
"Let's see," Fred answered, counting on his fingers.
Keep your fingers crossed it was a local and not one of the tourists passing through.
Fred asked, crossing his fingers.
He tied the line around Dean's waist with practiced fingers, keeping it below Dean's naked upper torso.
Cynthia noticed him picking at his fingers, a sure sign he was a bundle of nerves.
While he smiled, he crossed his fingers that Fred was correct that Maria was legal.
Dean rubbed his fingers through his hair and looked at his wife.
Then Fred added, Keep your fingers crossed.
Like I said, keep your fingers crossed—both hands.
Dean crossed his fingers that bureaucracy would take some time in unsnarling its spaghetti of red tape and Martha would remain in a back corner of their interest.
Dean combed his fingers through his hair.
And cross your fingers!
"He's busy with her right now," she replied then snapped her fingers at a demon.
True to his word, he removed his fingers and leaned back.
Her eyes traveled with intent interest over his face and followed the trail of her fingers down his neck.
Her fingers ran through his short hair.
The girl tapped his arm then held up three fingers, the sign she'd made to mean Wynn.
Darkyn was one finger, his mate two fingers and Wynn three.
She held up two fingers.
She held up two fingers again.
She gave blond curls a quick lift with her fingers.
Warm fingers clutched Carmen's hand and she looked down to find Jonathan watching her anxiously.
His hands slid down her arms and his palms touched hers warmly as his fingers laced through hers.
Destiny's little fingers wiggled on Carmen's ribs and she laughed.
With shaking fingers, Carmen plucked the cell-phone from its pouch and dialed 911.
She crossed her fingers.
His hand slipped under hers, his palm making warm contact with hers, and then his fingers found their way to lace with hers.
His fingers squeezed hers again, and his lips twitched.
Alex turned to Jonathan and pointed at him, then drew a cupped hand down his chest, thumb and fingers toward him.
Jonathan lifted his hand, thumb toward Alex and fingers curled down and rocked it forward and back.
His fingers forced the straps from her shoulders and slid them down her arms.
Lacing fingers behind her neck, she arched back, feeling the muscles in her back stretch.
And then his fingers were unzipping her dress in the back – slowly and gently.
He drummed his fingers, obviously contemplating his next words.
His fingers poised over the keys several times as if he were going to type more.
Leaning back in the chair and lacing fingers behind his neck, that bland gaze roved over her face again.
For a moment her fingers paused over the keys.
He squeezed the upper part of his nose between thumb and index fingers, blinking his eyes to stop the burning.
When her fingers caressed his arms, he leaned down and kissed her neck, below her earlobe.
Their faces were inches away, his fingers tracing a line of warm electricity down her jaw.
Deidre wiped her eyes and saw the mascara smeared on her fingers.
Andre perched likewise on the sofa and reached out, placing the cool tips of his fingers on her temples.
She opened her eyes when the light pressure of his fingers left her face.
Nothing made sense to her numbed mind, aside from the fragrant ocean, the fine sand that slid through her fingers like silk, and the warm-cool sensations caused by a combination of afternoon sun and sea breeze.
He snapped his fingers in front of her face.
They adjusted around her like fingers, leathery and long enough to wrap around her body.
The fingers around her mouth and neck maneuvered her head to the side until her ear was near her shoulder to expose the delicate area before both fell away.
Leathery fingers wrapped around her body.
And four fingers on each hand.
Hannah warmly greeted her friends, four coiffed women in expensive clothing with diamonds the size of her thumbnail on their ring fingers.
Puffing and energized, she paused for a breath when cold fingers brushed her neck.
Henri nodded, his fingers flying over the keyboard in front of him.
"Just need some soup to go," Katie told the host, who snapped his fingers at a servant.
She trailed her fingers down a wall, smiling when she saw soft glimmers light up beneath her touch, trail her fingers a short distance, and blink out.
She wandered through the room, trailing her fingers across the tables.
She lifted her head from her desk and blinked, the first fingers of dawn rendering the light of the room grainy and grey.
He was seated, his fingers steepled and his gaze penetrating.
She trailed her fingers over the first image chiseled into the stone: that of a man.
A'Ran's fingers flew over the command panel as he thought of how wise his forefathers had turned out to be.
Dean crossed his fingers and hoped this affiance would spawn fewer complications than the last.
"I just hope it isn't the calm before the storm," she added, holding up crossed fingers.
The young man ran his fingers through his beard.
Cynthia raised crossed fingers.
Cynthia asked out of politeness as Effie picked up a chocolate chip cookie with dainty fingers.
Dean, crossing his fingers at being on a roll, decided to ask about the death of Shipton's son.
Effie Quincy rushed in the door while Dean was drumming his fingers, listening to waltz music on hold.
He forced them into her hand, closing her fingers.
Weller smiled and began counting off on his fingers.
If he wasn't that far, how come he's still around to point fingers?
He crossed his fingers on the last statement.
He crossed his fingers that he was ahead of the police, and his wife would be there to answer.
"Let's see," said Fred, counting on his fingers.
Slowly she extracted the knife she'd found and with her long and lovely fingers began to methodically cut away at the line.
He checked his notes, wetting his fingers as he turned each page.
He failed to register the familiar, yet not familiar glance of fingers on the bareness of his body.
Edith moved her fingers lower and he tried to turn away.
He longed to run his fingers through it again.
He snapped his fingers in front of her eyes.
He had taken a lock of her hair between his fingers and gently twirled it.
She nuzzled into his chest and purred, while brushing her fingers across his chest.
His long, thin fingers could span a thirteenth on the keyboard.
They touched fingers briefly with the exchange.
Once on the dance floor, he stretched his long fingers across the small of her back and took her hand.
A sheepish smile tugged at his lips as he raked his fingers through his hair.
He pressed his fingers into his temples.
She put one hand in his hair and combed her fingers through.
No, I want to watch those fingers at work.
Jackson ran his fingers through her hair, reflecting on the day and the new challenge they faced with her pack.
Please don't take my fingers off.
Jackson didn't respond until she put her fingers in his hair.
He felt the tips of his fingers with his thumbs.
Carmen ran bluntly manicured fingers through her cropped off curls as her tongue explored a new crack in her dry lips.
The wind yanked Carmen's hair with icy fingers.
Her fingers explored the leg, feeling for a hock to make sure it wasn't a hind leg.
He laced fingers behind his head and stretched his back, glancing around at the herd as he spoke.
He reached out and touched her face, his fingers sliding in the mud.
The feel of his warm fingers on her cheek, the uneasy stomach - they were all warning bells.
He ran fingers through hair that didn't need straightening and brushed the straw from his pants.
She giggled nervously as his warm fingers touched her neck.
His fingers left her neck, working down the muscles on either side of her spine.
She closed her eyes, and in spite of the situation, his fingers slowly siphoned the tenseness from her back.
As her fingers closed around the doorknob, Alex brought her up short.
His warm fingers touched her face.
Tessa scrambled over the rocks to reach her infant, stepping on Carmen's fingers in the process.
She stretched as far as she could and laced her fingers behind his neck, pulling his mouth down to hers again.
But it had already gone too far and his fingers were sliding down her neck, into her blouse.
Alex took her hand as they started up the wooden ramp, and laced his fingers through hers.
His fingers worked at the tenseness along her back.
His fingers were gently massaging the muscles on either side of her backbone - warm and relaxing.
His fingers slipped under her shirt, warmly working at the muscles in her back.
His fingers were working up her back, relaxing every muscle.
His fingers slid down her cheek in an exciting caress as his gaze searched her face hungrily.
She handed Ed a clump of hay and he delicately plucked it from her fingers.
He ran fingers through his hair and stared at her through tortured eyes.
His hand found hers under the table and he laced his fingers through hers.
She touched his lips with her fingers.
He pried her fingers away, glancing up at her when she gasped in pain.
Her fingers opened to reveal a keypad similar to the one Brady delivered.
Her fingers worked across the hard metal seat and under.
Her fingers grazed the cold metal, and she stretched towards it.
Gods, but he could smell her sweet scent! Her large eyes seemed to see right through him. He feared reaching out, in case she slid through his fingers like smoke. He'd lost her in life; he wasn't going to risk losing her in his dreams. He could imagine closing the distance between them, sweeping her up into his arms, and making love to her on the beach.
"Ow," Toby muttered. Ully's fingers dug into his shoulder. The Immortal didn't look as if he had that amount of strength in him.
In a couple of years, I won't have so many problems searching the memories. It'll be instantaneous, like that! he said and snapped his fingers.
Katie hesitated before shuffling forward on her knees. She carefully touched the woman's leg then patted it as she followed it down to the thick roots wrapped around her ankles. Unable to see exactly how she was stuck, Katie used her cold fingers to fumble around the root and the woman's sneakers. "It's really jammed in there," she said at last.
The Ully-demon launched towards him. The tree snatched Toby and lifted him to safety, and Toby dangled far enough over Ully's head that the demon couldn't reach him. As he watched, the Ully-demon transformed into its natural form, a creature of wings, talons, and teeth longer than Toby's fingers.
He'd lost them all. Lilith, Jade, Hannah. Even Andre. He'd not only failed every Immortal that ever lived, he'd failed the only people he'd ever cared for. He lay on the ground, gasping as he tangled his fingers in Hannah's hair.
He grabbed an order of French fries and a burger at the drive-in of a national chain, eating on the road, licking the salt from his fingers as he searched among the glass and steel structures for the address he had jotted down earlier.
Fred snapped his fingers.
Rita laughed, but neither looked up nor broke the rhythm of her flying fingers.
Dean counted them off on his fingers.
Fred reached for the newspaper, tapping a small article with his fingers as he handed it to Dean.
She took a plain sheet of white paper from her desk and proceeded with flying fingers to type the 14 names and addresses using an old manual typewriter.
The room key was in his raincoat pocket and he managed to pull it out with two fingers and fit it into the lock, pushing the door open with his shoulder.
A thought struck Dean and he snapped his fingers.
Dean tapped his fingers, giving her time to wake up.
He studiously perused the biking catalogs for the additional gear he would need for the trek and crossed his fingers he'd chosen correctly.
We can't do anything until morning but keep our fingers crossed.
Dean gulped and crossed his fingers.
Alex absently ran fingers through his hair and sighed heavily.
The shock of red hair on the top of his head was unruly, as if he had been running his fingers through it.
Her fingers closed around the screen door handle.
Pulling her hair back, she squeezed water out of it and then fluffed it with her fingers to release the natural curls.
She smiled devilishly and shoved her fingers the rest of the way into the glove.
She breathed deep, throwing her head back and fluffing her hair with her fingers to cool her scalp.
Throwing back the covers, she slid off the window seat and headed for the door, using her fingers as a comb to put her hair in some kind of order.
When his fingers laced through hers and his palms pressed her hands against the wall next to her face, his kisses became ardent.
Her fingers crept up his chest, fearful they would be shoved away before they reached his neck.
Her fingers found the door latch.
She ran her fingers up his arm, tracing the large vein – feeling the fine dark hair.
His fingers lifted her chin so that she was forced to look at his face.
Slowly his warm fingers left her chin and worked their way down her neck, caressing and exciting her further.
He stroked her cheek with the back of his fingers and ran a thumb along her jaw.
Her fingers caressed his bare forearms, the sensual touch increasing her pulse.
His fingers brushed her shoulders in a light caress.
His warm fingers circled her wrist and the foot came down, making room for her on his lap.
His hand slid down the side of her face in a warm caress, his fingers finally cupping her chin and lifting it.
His warm fingers left her chin, caressing their way down her neck.
"Don't open the gate," Alex cautioned as her fingers touched the latch.
He kissed her fingers.
He propped his head up on an elbow and gazed down at her, the fingers of one hand working at the tie on her nightgown.
She took a rock and broke the ice, reaching in the frigid water with her fingers to pull out the jagged pieces of ice.
The sound echoed through the barn and her fingers burned with the force of it.
She slowly lifted her hand and touched her fingers to her lips.
She kissed his little fingers.
She placed her fingers over his mouth.
Jenn stared at them numbly then dug a hole in front of the monument with shaking fingers.
Jenn knelt beside him and pressed her fingers to his neck.
She didn't even feel the bruises and scrapes covering her body, but she felt Darian's scorching fingers.
Jenn ran her fingers through her hair, tousling it.
Her fingers continued, and he felt the heat of her touch like lightning running through his body.
With her large, warm brown eyes, plumped lips, and fingers stopped just north of his belt, Darian began to believe her about not needing her magic.
She could think of nothing more than his bare skin against hers, of the feel of his muscles beneath her fingers.
Darian rubbed his face, his fingers running the length of where the deepest and most knotted scar had been.
"They won't, not if they want …" Jonny ran his fingers through his hair.
If he felt her tears, he said nothing, though his fingers lingered on her cheek.
Jenn looked down at them with a grimace and tried to stretch out the fingers on one hand.
Comforting warmth spread through her fingers and palm.
Her eyes went to his long fingers and roped forearms then upward to the thick biceps and wide shoulders.
Her fingers swept over the cuff, and anger swirled through her again.
He grabbed her roughly and shook her, his fingers digging into her arms.
Though his eyes were closed against the light, Taran traced his fingers over her firm features, down her neck, shoulder, and to the bandaged arm.
He twisted a lock of her hair between his fingers.
The packed dirt was rocky beneath her fingers.
He traced his fingers along the barrel's rough surface before dipping his hand into the water.
One of Natalie's fingers twisted a curly blond lock while the other hand held a thumb firmly in her mouth.
She headed for Alex's office, the fingers on her left hand still fumbling with the last button.
Carmen started toward him with the jar and the crawdad flipped in his fingers.
Her fingers slid off the phone, pushing it closer to the edge.
Refusing to give up, she stretched until her fingers closed over the phone.
His fingers bit into her arms as darkness took the pain away.
Alex ran fingers through his hair and then rubbed the back of his neck.
He leaned back and ran fingers through his hair.
Carmen formed the OK sign with her fingers and winked.
Her fingers felt the rough edge of the nest, and then she was falling.
His fingers searched under the elastic of her bra, finding and grasping the breast.
Her fingers gripped Carmen's hand.
Long brown fingers loosened and removed the tie and then unbuttoned his shirt.
His fingers softly traced down her neck – to her breast and then down until his hand rested on her waist.
She giggled as his fingers worked at the buttons on her tunic.
His fingers tightened around her upper arms and he pulled her away from him.
His fingers dug into her arms and she cried out involuntarily.
Placing a cigarette in the corner of his mouth, his long fingers then searched the pockets of his brown tweed jacket and finally emerged with a match.
Her fingers closed over the cool plastic, and the room flooded with light.
She dropped the curtain and ran shaking fingers through her hair as she opened the door.
His fingers tightened on her arm as he swung her around to face him.
His fingers slid down her arms in a tingling caress as he relinquished the embrace.
She kept her face averted when she felt his strong warm fingers grip her arm.
With each word his voice rose and his fingers bit more deeply into her arm.
He touched his fingers to the red hand print on his face.
His fingers tightened around her hand.
She squeezed his fingers.
A rush of blood raced to her head, pumping against his fingers.
His attempts at braiding her dark hair the way she liked it had ended up in a series of knots, because he didn't quite understand how to do it and his man-sized fingers were too clumsy.
Sighing, Jessi tried tapping the ground, waving her fingers, even using her ponytail to try to lure the cat out.
"Those are fingers," he said, observing the length and shape of the marks.
You've got small fingers.
She added a snap of her fingers that pulled a quiet laugh from him.
She unsnapped the button of his jeans with one flick of her fingers and plunged her hand down his pants.
Her forearm was still swollen, Jonny's fingers clearly outlined in black-purple bruises on her skin.
Jessi moved her fingers and hands, testing her arm.
"I don't want this," she said at last, reaching for the necklace with trembling fingers.
He took the hand whose fingers were lightly traveling his face.
She trailed her fingers across it until she felt the cool metal doorknob.
Two metal handles – one on each door – were cold beneath her fingers.
Held between the thumb and fingers of the right hand, they are used as tongs to take up portions of the food, which is brought to table cut up into small and convenient pieces, or as means for sweeping the rice and small particles of food into the mouth from the bowl.
Many rules of etiquette govern the proper conduct of the chopsticks; laying them across the bowl is a sign that the guest wishes to leave the table; they are not used during a time of mourning, when food is eaten with the fingers; and various methods of handling them form a secret code of signalling.
If he stole the seed, rations or fodder, the Code enacted that his fingers should be cut off.
In these experiments the electric current passed through the fingers of the operator's hand, which thus took the place of the spring in Edison's apparatus.
The diaphragm was itself used as the rubbing surface, and it was either mounted and rotated or the fingers were moved over it.
In the members of the typical genus Lemur, as well as in the allied Hapalemur and Lepidolemur, none of the toes or fingers are connected by webs, and all have the hind-limbs of moderate length, and the tail long.
It has a broad rounded head, short face, large naked eyes, large hands, and long thin fingers with pointed claws, of which the third is remarkable for its extreme slenderness.
The first and second fingers frequently carry a little claw.
- The three fingers and their metacarpals remain separate, each with a claw.
The expression has meanwhile changed: the face is pale or livid; there are dark rings under the eyes; the features are pinched and sharp, and the whole skin shrunken; the fingers are dead white, the nails blue.
Elhanan of Bethlehem slew the giant Goliath of Gath, and David's own brother Shimei (or Shammah) overthrew a monster who could boast of twenty-four fingers and toes.
He arrogated to himself the privileges of royalty, made servants attend him upon their knees, compelled bishops to tie his shoelatchets and dukes to hold the basin while he washed his hands, and considered it condescension when he allowed ambassadors to kiss his fingers; he paid little heed to their sacrosanct character, and himself laid violent hands on a papal nuncio.
The union of the index and middle fingers by means of a web extending as far as the terminal joints is the distinctive feature of the siamang, which is the largest of the group, and black in colour with a white frontal band.
The fingers of the clock had been pushed back; once more things were as they had been at the time of the First Crusade; once more the West must arm itself for the holy war and the recovery of Jerusalem - but now it must face a united Mahommedan world, where in 1096 it had found political and religious dissension, and it must attempt its vastly heavier task without the morning freshness of a new religious impulse, and with something of the weariness of a hundred years of struggle upon its shoulders.
In mounting, the specimen is floated out in a flat white dish containing sea-water, so that foreign matter may be detected, and a piece of paper of suitable size is placed under it, supported either by the fingers of the left hand or by a palette.
This discharge, which is identical with the " brush " discharge of laboratory experiments, usually appears as a tip of light on the extremities of pointed objects such as church towers, the masts of ships, or even the fingers of the outstretched hand: it is commonly accompanied by a crackling or fizzing noise.
The nails of the fingers, or the hair of the scalp may grow to an enormous length if not trimmed.
Across the arms he balances the iron rod to which the glass bulb adheres, and rolling it backwards and forwards with the fingers of his left hand fashions the glass between the blades of his sugar-tongs tool, grasped in his right hand.
Of the better known metals potassium and sodium are the softest; they can be kneaded between the fingers like wax.
Ten is two fives, 15 three fives, 20 is a "man" (ten fingers and ten toes), 100 is "five men," and so on.
A ripe leaf easily cracks or shows a crease when folded between the fingers.
The cigar is then rolled in the hand to consolidate the tobacco and bring it into proper shape, after which it is wrapped in the outer cover, a shaped piece made to enclose the whole in a spiral manner, beginning at the thick end of the cigar and working down to the pointed end, where it is dexterously finished by twisting to a fine point between the fingers.
Its characteristics are exceptional tallness combined with slenderness and elegance of figure; a face somewhat long, without any special prominence of the cheekbones but having more or less oblique eyes; an aquiline nose; a slightly receding chin; largish upper teeth; a long neck; a narrow chest; a long trunk, and delicately shaped, small hands with long, slender fingers.
The most approved fashion of weaving is called tsuzure-ori (linked-weaving); that is to say, the cross threade are laid in with the fingers and pushed into their places with a comb by hand, very little machinery being used.
In short, the little chisel becomes in his fingers a painters brush, and when it is remembered that, the basis upon which he works being simply a thread of silk, his hand must be trained to such delicacy of muscular effort as to be capable of arresting the edge of the knile at varying depths within the diameter of the tiny filament, the difficulty of the achievement will be understood.
Of these Maitland of Lethington was consenting to Darnley's murder; the earl of Morton had, at least, guilty foreknowledge; the regent Moray (Mary's natural brother) had "looked through his fingers" at the crime, and for months remained on intimate terms with the criminals.
Twining and spinning were done with the fingers of both hands, with the palm on the thigh, with the spindle and with the twister.
The Eskimo engraved poorly, the Dene (Tinneh) embroidered in quill, the North Pacific tribes carved skilfully in horn, slate and cedar, the California tribes had nimble fingers for basketry, the Sioux gloried in feathers and painted parfleche.
They took him there, and while bathing in the water he let some of it drop through his fingers, and said, " This is my treasure; this, and the love of my people."
The small and mobile forelimbs bear four complete fingers, with the thumb reduced to a bony spur.
fourth and fifth fingers of the human hand.
The swellings on the palmar faces of the phalanges of the several fingers are also indicative, the 1st and and of the thumb respectively, of the logical faculty and of the will; the 1st, and and 3rd of the index finger, of materialism, law and order, idealism; those of the middle finger, humanity, system, intelligence; of the ring finger, truth, economy, energy; and of the little finger, goodness, prudence, reflectiveness.
If the plate be small, it is sufficient, in order to bring out the simpler sand-figures, to hold the plate firmly between two fingers of the same hand placed at any point where at least two nodal lines meet, for instance the centre in (1) and (2), and to draw a violin bow downwards across the edge near the middle of a ventral segment.
But with larger plates, which alone will furnish the more complicated figures, a clamp-screw must be used for fixing the plate, and, at the same time, one or more other nodal points ought to be touched with the fingers while the bow is being applied.
to north and to south) like the fingers of the outspread human hand.
The patient's skin burns, that of a frog is cold to the touch; therefore tie to the foot of the bed a frog, bound with red and black thread, and wash down the sick man so that the water of ablution falls 1 In its technical ecclesiastical sense the ablution is the ritual washing of the chalice and of the priest's fingers after the celebration of Holy Communion in the Catholic Church.
The town of Sharpsburg represents the fingers of the archer drawing the bow.
The design, by August von Kreling (1819-1876), embraces fifteen bronze figures, all cast at the royal bronze foundry in Munich, the chief being a female figure with outstretched arms, from whose fingers the water falls in a fine spray.
At temperatures below o° C. it is pretty hard and brittle; at the ordinary temperature it is so soft that it can be kneaded between the fingers and cut with a blunt knife.
The body is eel-like, black or blackish, and only the fore-limbs are present, but are feeble and furnished with four fingers.
A second closely-allied genus of this family is Pseudobranchus, differing in having a single branchial aperture on each side instead of three, and only three fingers.
aimed at, and of the same superficial extent as the copper bar, was levelled and polished in the same way and accurately fitted to it, neither surface at any time being soiled by contact with the workman's fingers.
The common soldiers went into battle brilliant in savage war-paint, but those of higher rank had helmets like birds and beasts of prey, armour of gold and silver, wooden greaves, and especially the ichcapilli, the quilted cotton tunic two fingers thick, so serviceable as a protection from arrows that the Spanish invaders were glad to adopt it.
For the smaller sizes, rubber brakes are sometimes used and, for the very smallest, the fingers either bare or protected by linen bands.
In size they may be compared with cats; the long slender limbs are connected by a broad fold of skin extending outwards from the sides of the neck and body, the fingers and toes are webbed, and the hind-limbs joined by an outer membrane as in bats.
There the mighty dead are present with the living, protect them and their houses and crops, are their strength in battle, and teach their hands to war and their fingers to fight.
432) relates how the head of the family arose at midnight, and with feet unfettered by shoon or sandals, and with washen hands traversed his house beckoning against the ghosts with fingers joined to thumb.
Assuming that a double-reined bridle is used, the third finger of the left hand should be first inserted between the snaffle reins; then the little, third and second fingers should be between the curb reins, the two outside reins being the curb, and the two inside ones the snaffle.
The Rio Guahyba, which is not a river, was once called "Viamao" because its outline is roughly that of the human hand, the rivers entering the estuary at its head corresponding to the fingers.
A handful or two of the soil is then put in, and on this the plant with its roots spread out is to be set, a trifle higher than the plant should stand in the pot when finished off; more soil is to be added, and the whole pressed firmly with the fingers, the base of the stem being just below the pot-rim, and the surface being smoothed off so as to slope a little outwards.
His hands, with tapering fingers, were remarkable for their beauty.
When by this means it was made clear to the experimenters that it was the fingers which moved the table, not the table the fingers, the phenomena generally ceased.
There are five fingers and four toes, provided with claws, excepting the outer digits.
Battalions were then formed of one-eyed men, and of soldiers who, having cut off their right-hand fingers, were made to shoot from the left shoulder.
A hand, with fingers outstretched as a talisman against the evil eye, is carved above this gate on the exterior; a key, the symbol of authority, occupies the corresponding place on the interior.
That Odo had it executed for his cathedral seems tolerably certain, but whether it was worked by English fingers or not has been disputed, though some of the words upon it have been held to favour that view.
The clawed slender fingers did not make Archaeopteryx any more quadrupedal or bat-like in its habits than is a kestrel hawk, with its equally large, or even larger thumb-claw.
Their colour is black, their skull decidedly round, their hair thick and frizzly, their legs thin and almost without calves, and their toes so prehensile that they can use them nearly as well as their fingers.
The virtue of the hazel wand was supposed to be dependent on its having two forks; these were to be grasped in the fists, with the fingers uppermost, but with moderate firmness only, lest the free motion of the opposite end downwards towards the looked-for object should be interfered with.
So also if Kaf corresponds to the Babylonian Kappu, " hollow-hand," the Sabaean form which Hommel5 interprets as the outline of the hand with the fingers turned in and the thumb raised is a better pictograph than the various meaningless forms of k (&c.).
Alcock "observed one of these crabs drinking from a runnel of rain-water, by dipping the fingers of one of its chelipeds into the water and then carrying the wet fingers to its mouth."
The sheets were severed by knives placed on the cylinders, and when cut were carried by grippers and tapes; and delivery was made by means of automatic metal fingers fixed upon endless belts at such distances apart as to seize each sheet in succession as it left the last printing cylinder.
After the impression is made the sheet is seized by another set of fingers and is transferred to a second and smaller cylinder over the larger one, and this smaller cylinder or drum delivers the sheet to the " flyer," or delivery apparatus, which in turn deposits it upon the table.
Meanwhile, since quasi-mechanical means are freely resorted to in dealing with the sacred, as when a Maori chief snuffs up the sanctity his fingers have acquired by touching his own sacred head that he may restore the virtue to the part whence it was taken (R.
Rather smaller than a squirrel, with dusky brown fur, the tarsier has immense eyes, large ears, a long thin tail, tufted at the end, a greatly elongated tarsal portion of the foot, and disk-like adhesive surfaces on the fingers, which doubtless assist the animal in maintaining its position on the boughs.
He was a man of enormous strength and size, and one who met him in 1716 says "he wrung some blood from the point of my fingers with a grasp of his hand."
To this is added gentle exercise, beginning with the fingers at first.
Zeno compared sensation to the outstretched hand, flat and open; bending the fingers was assent; the clenched fist was " simple apprehension," the mental grasp of an object; knowledge was the clenched fist tightly held in the other hand.
The wings are thus constructed on the same plan as those of a bat, but instead of four fingers, only one is elongated to bear the membrane.
This period is known by the capsules yielding to pressure with the fingers, assuming a lighter green tint and exhibiting a kind of bloom called " cougak," easily rubbed off with the fingers; they are then about 12 in.
The irregular outline of the lake has been compared to the roughly drawn hand, palm at the S., thumb (exaggerated in breadth) pointing N.E., and the fingers (crowded together and drawn too small) reaching N.
The lake is of interest for its generally mountainous surroundings, save to the N.W., where it skirts the Great Salt Lake Desert, for the mountainous peninsula, the Promontory, lying between thumb and fingers of the hand, shaped like and resembling in geological structure the two islands S.
The ordeal by the Bible and key is equally popular; the book is suspended by a key tied in with its wards between the leaves and supported on two persons' fingers, and the whole turns round when the name of the guilty person is mentioned.
Thus the Chalk appears to run in four diverging fingers from the centre or palm on Salisbury Plain, other formations lying wedge-like between them.
From the upland of Salisbury Plain, which corresponds to the axis of the anticline marking the centre of the double fold into which the strata of the south of England have been thrown, the great Chalk escarpment runs north-eastward; fingers of Chalk run eastward one each side of the Weald, forming the North and South Downs, while the southern edge of the Chalk sheet appears from beneath the Tertiary strata at several places on the south coast, and especially in the Isle of Wight.
The clear days of a year at Unalaska can be counted on the fingers; five days in seven it actually rains or snows.
The hand of the gorilla corresponds essentially as to bones and muscles with that of man, but is clumsier and heavier; its thumb is " opposable " like a human thumb, that is, it can easily meet with its extremity the extremities of the other fingers, thus possessing a character which does much to make the human hand so admirable an instrument; but the gorilla's thumb is proportionately shorter than man's.
To bring this to the reader's notice, top and side views of three skulls, as placed together in the human development series in the Oxford University Museum, are represented in the plate, for the purpose