Chapter

 1  2,1|    broken wrists and crushed fingers. He had not confessed a
 2  2,3|    which the pressure of the fingers against the pencil squeezed
 3  3,1|      of his companion as the fingers of a player on the keys
 4 11,3|    the convulsively clinched fingers of Rosa the yellowish leaf
 5 14,2| other with the tips of their fingers through the wire grating. ~"
 6 16,1|    hand with the tips of his fingers. ~The young man had been
 7 16,2|     tenderly the tips of her fingers. Did he do so because the
 8 17,1|    of gold brocade, with her fingers held up, and showing in
 9 17,2|    the soil with his crooked fingers. ~"Take care, sir, take
10 17,2| gathered, with his trembling fingers, the remnants of that bulb
11 20,1| gently frittered between his fingers to see whether the bulb
12 22,2|   tulip between her delicate fingers. Touch it gently, Rosa.
13 24,2|  hold of the bars, which his fingers still grasped convulsively.