He got down there beside her, at the bedside, on one knee, and took up her dangling hand, and found it softly, yet in a burning gratitude, with his lips.

Tristano looked numbly at his dangling hand.

Conan looked, and saw that the dangling hand was clenched into a fist, with the muscles jumping and twisting like mice under a blanket.

The dark mercenary stared at his dangling hand and bit back groans.

She slipped it away from his dangling hand, laid it on the table, unlatched it, rifled the contents.

George bats at my dangling hand.

Last week, heading downtown on the Q from Times Square at six thirty-five, a young woman, arm wrapped loosely around the metal pole, turning pages with a dangling hand.

His dangling hand caught her by the elbow and turned her towards the staircase.

The dangling hands were black.

Her dangling hand shot up and clutched his throat.