1 Prissy moaned, peering at the dark trees that closed about them on both sides of the road--trees which might reach out and clutch her if she left the shelter of the wagon.
2 For a moment they stood paralyzed and then Suellen and Carreen began to sob and clutch each other's fingers.
3 Suddenly she was running, running through the mist like a mad thing, crying and screaming, throwing out her arms to clutch only empty air and wet mist.
4 As she came abreast the crowd something of their tenseness reached her, insensitive though she was, and made fear clutch at her heart.
5 She made a wild clutch for the newel post and missed it.
6 The name, as Gerty saw with a clutch at the heart, had loosened the springs of self-pity in her friend's dry breast, and tear by tear Lily poured out the measure of her anguish.
7 It was like holding an enemy's sharp two-edged sword by the blade, and that enemy all the time striving to wrest it out of your clutch.
Moby Dick By Herman MelvilleContext Highlight In CHAPTER 61. Stubb Kills a Whale. 8 Before I could sit down in the chair she offered me, the miracle happened; one of those quiet moments that clutch the heart, and take more courage than the noisy, excited passages in life.
9 A quick impulse that was somewhat spasmodic impelled her fingers to close in a sort of clutch upon his hand.
10 She sat on the sofa, clad in an ample white peignoir, holding a handkerchief tight in her hand with a nervous clutch.
11 He made a spring and a clutch at the pole.
12 Then, gasping for breath, did Hester Prynne clutch the fatal token, instinctively endeavouring to tear it away, so infinite was the torture inflicted by the intelligent touch of Pearl's baby-hand.
13 Ivan, obviously doing his best to save her every minute of unnecessary labor, made haste, opening his arms to clutch the bundle and lay it in the cart.
14 He tried to clutch at the edge of the table, dropped the revolver, staggered, and sat down on the ground, looking about him in astonishment.
15 Without conscious intention he began to clutch at every passing caprice, taking it for a desire and an object.