1 He reached the kitchen-porch and turned the door-handle; but the door did not yield to his touch.
2 Ethan had imagined that his allusion might open the way to the accepted pleasantries, and these perhaps in turn to a harmless caress, if only a mere touch on her hand.
3 He looked at her hair and longed to touch it again, and to tell her that it smelt of the woods; but he had never learned to say such things.
4 Ethan, with a touch of his whip, roused the sorrel to a languid trot.
5 Her eyes were pale green without a touch of hazel, starred with bristly black lashes and slightly tilted at the ends.
6 For Ashley was born of a line of men who used their leisure for thinking, not doing, for spinning brightly colored dreams that had in them no touch of reality.
7 "There's none in the County can touch you, nor in the state," he informed his mount, with pride, the brogue of County Meath still heavy on his tongue in spite of thirty-nine years in America.
8 In spite of her choked-back tears, Scarlett thrilled to the never- failing magic of her mother's touch, to the faint fragrance of lemon verbena sachet that came from her rustling silk dress.
9 Scarlett had never seen her mother's back touch the back of any chair on which she sat.
10 At the touch of his hand, she began to tremble.
11 By this time Scarlett was boiling, ready to rear like a horse at the touch of a strange rough hand on its bridle.
12 Starved for the sight, much less the touch, of new clothes, it seemed the loveliest bonnet she had ever seen.
13 "Don't you dare touch this bonnet," she said, clutching it by the bow and retreating.
14 "Oh, Ashley," she whispered happily, thrilling at his words and his touch on her face.
15 At the first touch of his lips on hers, her arms were about his neck in a strangling grip.