The stirring mass in the case settled slowly back down into it and lay quiet.

He looked toward where the greatest mass of the stuff lay.

A crumpled mass of canvas and poles lay a bit further on.

Beside him lay a dark mass which looked like a Newfoundland dog.

Above the fields a long mass of translucent smoke lay stretched out.

About them, a mass of deep shadows, dark against darkness, lay sleeping warriors.

The wide, black mass of the river lay before them.

Together we raced toward the table where the mass of created matter lay in its receptacle.

A mass of dead brown leaves lay heaped on the tiles.

Next to it, a mass of the material lay tangled in a wooden box.