 ... golden. Jo shook hands with her. Her hand was incredibly small, and soft, so that you were afraid of crushing it, until you discovered she had a firm little grip all her own. It surprised and amused you, that grip, as does a baby's unexpected clutch...  Cheerful, by Request - Page 46by Edna Ferber - 1922 - 366 pagesFull view - About this book
 | Short stories - 1918 - 752 pages
...well, crinkly looking. You know. The corners of her mouth when she smiled, and her eyes when she looked up at you, and her hair, which was brown, but had...that grip, as does a baby's unexpected clutch on your patronizing forefinger. As Jo felt it in his own big clasp, the strangest thing happened to him. Something... | |
 | Short stories, American - 1919 - 360 pages
...well, crinkly looking. You know. The corners of her mouth when she smiled, and her eyes when she looked up at you, and her hair, which was brown, but had...that grip, as does a baby's unexpected clutch on your patronizing forefinger. As Jo felt it in his own big clasp, the strangest thing happened to him. Something... | |
 | Glenn Clark - Short story - 1922 - 280 pages
...well, crinkly looking. You know. The corners of her mouth when she smiled, and her eyes when she looked up at you, and her hair, which was brown, but had...that grip, as does a baby's unexpected clutch on your patronizing forefinger. As Jo felt it in his own big clasp, the strangest thing happened to him. Something... | |
 | Glenn Clark - Short story - 1922 - 280 pages
...well, crinkly looking. You know. The corners of her mouth when she smiled, and her eyes when she looked up at you, and her hair, which was brown, but had...discovered she had a firm little grip all her own. Jt surprised and amused you, that grip, as does a baby's unexpected clutch on your patronizing forefinger.... | |
 | Kenneth Allan Robinson - Short stories, American - 1924 - 522 pages
...well, crinkly looking. You know. The corners of her mouth when she smiled, and her eyes when she looked up at you, and her hair, which was brown, but had...that grip, as does a baby's unexpected clutch on your patronizing forefinger. As Jo felt it in his own big clasp, the strangest thing happened to him. Something... | |
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