Jo, who refused, thinking there might not be enough, for they dwindled sadly after the picking
over, glanced at Laurie, but he was eating away manfully, though there was a slight pucker about his mouth and he kept his eye fixed on his plate.
One runs from tree to tree over the frosted ground picking
the gnarled, twisted apples and filling his pockets with them.
Edna and Robert both sat upon the ground--that is, he lay upon the ground beside her, occasionally picking
at the hem of her muslin gown.
There would be picking
, too, among the skins of the devils, if there was light and time for the sport.
Don't you remember, we used to see him before breakfast wandering around the grounds picking
A cab; an omnibus, with its populous interior, dropping here and there a passenger, and picking
up another, and thus typifying that vast rolling vehicle, the world, the end of whose journey is everywhere and nowhere; these objects he followed eagerly with his eyes, but forgot them before the dust raised by the horses and wheels had settled along their track.
It had been wrought, as was easy to perceive, with wonderful skill of needlework; and the stitch (as I am assured by ladies conversant with such mysteries) gives evidence of a now forgotten art, not to be discovered even by the process of picking
out the threads.
At last we rose and dressed; and Queequeg, taking a prodigiously hearty breakfast of chowders of all sorts, so that the landlady should not make much profit by reason of his Ramadan, we sallied out to board the Pequod, sauntering along, and picking
our teeth with halibut bones.
Near by him men sat bending over whirling grindstones, putting the finishing touches to the steel knives of the reaper; picking
them out of a basket with the right hand, pressing first one side and then the other against the stone and finally dropping them with the left hand into another basket.
The senator despairingly steps out, picking
gingerly for some firm foothold; down goes one foot an immeasurable depth,--he tries to pull it up, loses his balance, and tumbles over into the mud, and is fished out, in a very despairing condition, by Cudjoe.
In the front rooms of dwellings girls and women were cooking or spinning, and ducks and chickens were waddling in and out, over the threshold, picking
up chance crumbs and holding pleasant converse; a very old and wrinkled man sat asleep before his door, with his chin upon his breast and his extinguished pipe in his lap; soiled children were playing in the dirt everywhere along the lane, unmindful of the sun.