1 She would not let me put my arm around her.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 1: 6 2 He whacked me on the back and I held both his arms.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 3: 25 3 I could pull backward along with my arms and elbows.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 1: 9 4 I lifted it to arm's length and the strands cleared.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 1: 9 5 Christ, that my love were in my arms and I in my bed again.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 3: 28 6 My arms and shoulders and back ached and my hands were sore.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 4: 37 7 We shook hands and he put his arm around my neck and kissed me.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 1: 3 8 She let me take it and I held it and put my arm around under her arm.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 1: 5 9 Some one took hold of me under the arms and somebody else lifted my legs.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 1: 9 10 Finally I rolled over and lay flat on my stomach with my head on my arms.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 3: 32 11 I looked in her eyes and put my arm around her as I had before and kissed her.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 1: 5 12 He bit his arm and moaned, "Oh mama mia, mama Mia," then, "Dio te salve, Maria."
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 1: 9 13 My clothes felt wet and clammy and I slapped my arms to keep the circulation going.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 3: 31 14 The two stretcher-bearers picked up the man under the arms and by the legs and brought him in.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 1: 9 15 He was quite small and his arms were by his side, his puttee-wrapped legs and muddy boots together, his cap over his face.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 3: 30 16 I had my head on one of the musettes and my arms around the other and I could feel the pack and they could all walk over me if they wouldn't step on me.
A Farewell to Arms By Ernest HemingwayContext In BOOK 2: 24 17 When the sick feeling was gone I pulled into the willow bushes and rested again, my arms around some brush, holding tight with my hands to the branches.
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