Maria crouched, gripping her spear with both hands, for thrusting.

He gripped his spear and waited, all fear vanishing like mist in a breeze.

Gripping her spear in white hands, she stood gazing at the shadowy Isle.

She stood stark naked in a half crouch, hands still gripping her spear.

I stopped and turned to him, gripping my spear tight between my hands.

He gripped his spear firmly and crept cautiously toward the sleeping man.

Dropping to one knee, he gripped his spear firmly and waited for the beast to charge.

Duncan gripped his spear, watching, for a moment even forgetting the sheep.

The woman stepped back, but gripped her spear more tightly.

Then she gripped her spear, pulled it again out of the earth and gave a little emphatic nod.