1 Which appeared to me to be an inquiry of unnecessary strength.
2 If you talk of strength," said Mr. Jaggers, "I'll show you a wrist.
3 He had spoken so sensibly and feelingly of my weakness that I wanted to know something about his strength.
4 He was a broadshouldered loose-limbed swarthy fellow of great strength, never in a hurry, and always slouching.
5 I was slow to gain strength, but I did slowly and surely become less weak, and Joe stayed with me, and I fancied I was little Pip again.
6 I have often thought him since, like the steam-hammer that can crush a man or pat an egg-shell, in his combination of strength with gentleness.
7 If he should turn to and beat her, he may possibly get the strength on his side; if it should be a question of intellect, he certainly will not.
8 His great strength seemed to sit stronger upon him than ever before, as he did this with his hands hanging loose and heavy at his sides, and with his eyes scowling at me.
9 He was still a pale young gentleman, and had a certain conquered languor about him in the midst of his spirits and briskness, that did not seem indicative of natural strength.
10 Drummle upon this, informed our host that he much preferred our room to our company, and that as to skill he was more than our master, and that as to strength he could scatter us like chaff.
11 There I stood, for minutes, looking at Joe, already at work with a glow of health and strength upon his face that made it show as if the bright sun of the life in store for him were shining on it.
12 I still held her forcibly down with all my strength, like a prisoner who might escape; and I doubt if I even knew who she was, or why we had struggled, or that she had been in flames, or that the flames were out, until I saw the patches of tinder that had been her garments no longer alight but falling in a black shower around us.