He was sitting looking thoughtful, his elbows resting on the arms of the chair and the tips of his fingers pressed together so that his hands formed a pyramid in front of him. The posture annoyed me. All his posturing did. 'So, Margaret Wynne - ˹éÒ 49â´Â Adeline Sergeant - 1898 - 255 ˹éÒÁØÁÁͧ·Ñé§àÅèÁ - à¡ÕèÂǡѺ˹ѧÊ×ÍàÅèÁ¹Õé
| Mrs. Henry Wood - 1863 - 460 ˹éÒ
...ever was, his eyes calm, his yellow hair in perfect order, his moustaches smooth, his elbows resting on the arms of the chair, and the tips of his fingers meeting, on one of which fingers shone a monster diamond of the purest water, was Mr. Verrall. Early... | |
| Adeline Sergeant - 1888 - 404 ˹éÒ
...features did not relax. He had settled himself in what was evidently his favorite listening attitude—his elbows on the arms of the chair, and the tips of his fingers pressed together, and seemed to study my face attentively while I spoke. And then I told him how Roy... | |
| Brewer Corcoran - 1921 - 344 ˹éÒ
...disappointed. But, if so, he hid his feelings to perfection. Crossing one thin knee over the other, he rested his elbows on the arms of the chair and the tips of his fingers met with slow exactitude. "The conditions in certain parts of Europe are to-day so confused," he announced... | |
| Louise Doughty - 2001 - 242 ˹éÒ
...the armchair and put them down on the floor. He was sitting looking thoughtful, his elbows resting on the arms of the chair and the tips of his fingers pressed together so that his hands formed a pyramid in front of him. The posture annoyed me. All his... | |
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