1 I know what I'm talking about, for I'm hand in glove with the Yankees.
2 He made no move to her but stared, gripping the glove tightly in both hands.
3 "If I've ever been strong, it was because she was behind me," he said, his voice breaking, and he looked down at the glove and smoothed the fingers.
4 He stood silent before her, clutching the glove as though it were an understanding hand and, in the stillness that followed her words, her indignation fell away and pity, tinged with contempt, took its place.
5 Galvanized by her words, he ran into the hall, the glove still clasped closely in his hand.
6 Her hand disappeared in his blackened leather glove.
7 His fingertip crept through the opening of her glove and smoothed her palm.
8 She snatched her hand away, stripped off her glove, tucked her hand back into his.
9 She realized that she still carried the damp glove she had stripped off for Erik.
10 All the time he was praying, grandmother watched him through the black fingers of her glove, and when he said 'Amen,' I thought she looked satisfied with him.
11 As we walked together up the windy street, Lena wiped her eyes with the back of her woollen glove.
12 Once, and once only, was she completely successful; when she broke down the bough of a large sumach, and by a sudden thought, let her glove fall at the same instant.
The Last of the Mohicans By James Fenimore CooperContext Highlight In CHAPTER 10 13 George drew off his glove, and showed a newly-healed scar in his hand.
14 The shake brought the glove on to the floor, from the other sleeve.
15 And she waved her hand upon which there was a glove, and under the glove it seemed rings, at old Mr. Oliver.