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For instance, a small pig is represented by the size of the speaker's ankle, as he clasps both hands around it; a larger one is the size of his calf; a still larger one is the size of a man's thigh; and one still larger is represented by the thigh and calf together, the calf being bent tightly against the upper leg.
A little of her pink ankle showed. The pipe that she had dropped when his voice had come up from the street lay on the floor. His answer had disappointed her; she didn't quite know why. The old Marty would have been franker and more spontaneous. The old Marty might have made her laugh with his boyish ingenuousness, but he would have warmed her and made her feel delightfully vain.
I made my headquarters under a tree a few hundred yards back from the river bank. My ankle was so much swollen from the fall of my horse the Friday night preceding, and the bruise was so painful, that I could get no rest. The drenching rain would have precluded the possibility of sleep without this additional cause.
"A panther!" gasped Bandy-legs, involuntarily letting his hand creep down to his left ankle, where those scratches still proved the truth of his story that something, the nature of which was unknown, had grabbed him on the preceding night. "Rats!" scoffed Steve, loftily. "Panthers don't prowl around in the daytime that is, not very much.
She involuntarily drew up the dark-red skirt she wore, showing a white petticoat and a pair of fine stockings on an ankle as shapely as she had ever seen among all the white women she knew. She drew herself up with pride, and her body had a grace and ease which the white woman's convention had not cramped. Yet, with all her protests, no one would have thought her English.
In vain she remonstrated with Enna, and begged her to be more careful; it only vexed her and made her more reckless; and at length Elsie sprang from her couch and caught the doll, just in time to save it, but in so doing gave her ankle a terrible wrench. She almost fainted with the pain, and Enna, frightened at her pale face, jumped up and ran out of the room, leaving her alone.
"If you would put out the light, I think I could sleep, dad," she told him in the least of voices. "Sure, honey. Has the throbbing gone out of the ankle?" he asked anxiously. "Not entirely, but it's a good deal better. Good-night, dad." "If Doc comes I'll bring him in," Lee said after he had kissed her. "Do, please." But after she was left alone Melissy did not prepare herself for sleep.
Miss Dixon, who had come back from her room, after having her ankle bathed, looked up quickly at these words. She glanced from Alice to Paul, and back again, and then said something in a low voice to Miss Pennington. "May I go, Daddy?" asked Alice. "I'm so interested in these moving pictures." "Oh, yes, I think so," he assented. "Perhaps Ruth " "No, I'll go home with you," Ruth answered.
He was becomingly dressed in deer skin, richly embroidered, pliant and of a clear brown that harmonized well with the snowy whiteness of his linen shirt, which was fastened with silver brooches, while on the equally decorated leggins, he wore around the ankle, strings of minute brass bells.
They met and for a moment conversed in whispers. "It's Joel March!" cried Blair. "He's going to play!" exclaimed a dozen voices. "But he can't," cried a dozen others. "He's on probation." "He is! He is! He's going on! He's going to play!" And so he was. Whipple had already seen him, and had sunk to the ground nursing an ankle which had suddenly gone lame.
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