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  • Unable to endure the suspense, she straightened her bowed shoulders and turned in convulsive appeal to where she had glimpsed the flail-like rise and fall of Sister Agnetia's serge-clad arm.

    The Lamp of Fate

  • She stooped heavily toward the fire, with her long, flail-like arms clasped around her knees, not rocking back and forth as seemed most natural to the position, but immovable as the andiron upon which her feet rested, and sombre as the storm that shook the windows and howled down the chimney.

    The Old Homestead

  • There was no fresh defeat to discourage the anxious watchers at a distance; while the lightning dashes of John Morgan, wherever there was an enemy's railroad or wagon train; and the flail-like blows of

    Four Years in Rebel Capitals An Inside View of Life in the Southern Confederacy from Birth to Death

  • The huge wheel, made of flail-like pieces set horizontally on spidery arms, went thrashing round, scooping the standing corn on to the knife, which cut it and thrust it into the mysterious recesses of the machine in the twinkling of the blade.

    Secret Bread

  • “Anyone,” he murmured, and added with a sigh and a flail-like gesture: “No one.”

    Flowers for the Judge

  • Campion saw him, rigid for an instant, his great flail-like arms outstretched, his face hidden forever behind the most impenetrable disguise in the world.

    Flowers for the Judge

  • Ritchie nodded at her, and with a wave of a flail-like arm encouraged her to use the handkerchief he had just lent her.

    Flowers for the Judge

  • A great wave of a flail-like arm included, as far as his hearer could judge, the civilized world and all that lay within it.

    Flowers for the Judge

  • With an almost imperceptible movement he leaned to one side, and the flail-like swing of the huge boss's arm passed harmlessly within an inch of his ear.

    The Promise A Tale of the Great Northwest

  • The revolver flew out of his hand at one blow from the flail-like arms of the concierge.

    Long Live the King!


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