"Frantically" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... heave you up," he said, "can you get hold again above?" And, without waiting for an answer, he heaved. She caught hold frantically. ...
— Forsyte Saga • John Galsworthy
... stout walking-stick, in reality a sword-case, and frantically searched for other scraps, but could find none. One tiny portion only had been preserved from the flames—paraffin having been poured over the heap to render it the more inflammable. But that scrap in itself was sufficient proof that Enid had written to the ...
— The Doctor of Pimlico - Being the Disclosure of a Great Crime • William Le Queux
... at once, but was not so fortunate. The Defiance was carried to the left side, where some water dropped over the side of the rock, instead of reversing. I pulled frantically, seeing visions, meanwhile, of the boat and myself being toppled off the side of the rock, into the boulders and waves below. My rowing had no effect whatever, but the boat was grabbed by the returning wave and shot, as if from a catapult, back and around to the right, ...
— Through the Grand Canyon from Wyoming to Mexico • E. L. Kolb
... instant I grasped the leader that the big trout would break it or pull free. The same situation, with different kinds of fish, had presented itself many times on my numberless fishing jaunts with R.C. and they all crowded to my mind. Nevertheless I had no choice. Plunging in to my knees I frantically reached for the leader. The red trout made a surge. I missed him. R.C. yelled that something would break. That was no news to me. Another plunge brought me in touch with the leader. Then I essayed to lead the huge cutthroat ashore. He was heavy. But he was tired and that gave birth to hopes. ...
— Tales of lonely trails • Zane Grey
... the arms of two stout posts driven into the earth close to the fire. At this signal there was a final outburst from the waiting horde, and then a momentary silence fell as Cummins sprang upon one of the bread-boxes and waved his arms frantically above his head. "Now!" he shouted. ...
— The Honor of the Big Snows • James Oliver Curwood
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