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"Hip pocket" Quotes from Famous Books

... fraction of a second. The man made a movement which needed no interpretation. His hand went to a hip pocket. Instantly Bull's great hands descended. The man was picked up like a child. He was lifted out of his seat and raised aloft. He was borne towards the window where he was held while the master of the mill crashed a foot against its wooden sash. The next moment the black-clothed body was ...

— The Man in the Twilight • Ridgwell Cullum

... arranged himself to enjoy his pipe before sleeping, than he was called on by the editor, a bustling, little man who was warmly enthusiastic on the resources of the country about Pierre. He flitted into the room, introducing himself in a breezy manner, and immediately produced a bottle from his hip pocket and two glasses from the recesses of his coat tails; they were a recent purchase for the straw had not yet been removed from them. His astonishment at Paul's refusal to drink was so great that it quieted him for a moment; but he ...

— The Story of Paul Boyton - Voyages on All the Great Rivers of the World • Paul Boyton

... a contemptuous smile on his face, turned away, and started to draw a handkerchief from his hip pocket, the New Englander, thinking a revolver was on its way, scrambled to his feet, wildly seized the heavy spirit-bottle, and let fly at Garrison's head. There was whisky, muscle, sinew, ...

— Garrison's Finish - A Romance of the Race-Course • W. B. M. Ferguson

... roared the bully, and began to back away. But as he did so his hand went into his hip pocket and he ...

— The Rover Boys out West • Arthur M. Winfield

... excited yell from the crowd. But Jud, lean, loose-jointed and hard of sinew, had the physical toughness of his kind. Almost instantly he was on his feet again, reaching for his hip pocket with a familiar movement. And there was a wild scramble as those in front sought cover ...

— The Calling Of Dan Matthews • Harold Bell Wright

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