1 Stanley flicked his finger again.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER TEN The Shell and the Glasses 2 Ralph gripped his fingers into the earth.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER TWELVE Cry of the Hunters 3 Ralph put his fingers in his mouth and bit them.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER TWELVE Cry of the Hunters 4 Presently he stabbed down at the ground with his finger.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER EIGHT Gift for the Darkness 5 He held out his hand and twisted the fingers into a fist.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER TEN The Shell and the Glasses 6 He was torn and jolted, found fingers in his mouth and bit them.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER TEN The Shell and the Glasses 7 Piggy made an aimless little pattern in the sand with his fingers.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER EIGHT Gift for the Darkness 8 Stanley lifted his forearm off the rock and held up an interrogative finger.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER TEN The Shell and the Glasses 9 The blow struck Ralph's spear and slid down, to fall agonizingly on his fingers.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER ELEVEN Castle Rock 10 He held the conch against his chest with one hand and stabbed the air with his index finger.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER EIGHT Gift for the Darkness 11 A single drop of water that had escaped Piggy's fingers now flashed on the delicate curve like a star.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER ELEVEN Castle Rock 12 Roger, sitting on the very edge of the cliff, looked somberly back at the island as he worked with his fingers at a loose tooth.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER TEN The Shell and the Glasses 13 He opened an eye, found the mold an inch or so from his face and his fingers gripped into it, light filtering between the fronds of fern.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER TWELVE Cry of the Hunters 14 Now the sea would suck down, making cascades and waterfalls of retreating water, would sink past the rocks and plaster down the seaweed like shining hair: then, pausing, gather and rise with a roar, irresistibly swelling over point and outcrop, climbing the little cliff, sending at last an arm of surf up a gully to end a yard or so from him in fingers of spray.
Lord of the Flies By William GoldingContext In CHAPTER SEVEN Shadows and Tall Trees