Then the mother wrung her hands, sang and wept, and there were many songs, but yet many more tears; and then Night said, "Go to the right, into the dark pine forest; thither I saw Death take his way with thy little child
Then the mother wrung her hands, fell on her knees, and prayed to our Lord: "Oh, hear me not when I pray against Thy will, which is the best
Sonia wrung her hands as she spoke at the pain of remembering it.
She jumped up from time to time, wept and wrung her hands, then sank again into feverish sleep and dreamt of Polenka, Katerina Ivanovna and Lizaveta, of reading the gospel and him .
Pouring forth these and a perfectly wonderful train of other disjointed expressions of regret, which no mortal power but Mrs Nickleby's could ever have strung together, that lady wrung her hands
, and her tears fell faster.
And poor Rose wrung her hands
at the awful prospect before her.
The girl Foulata wrung her hands
in anguish, and cried out aloud, "Oh, cruel
A blessing, a blessing," she was chanting aloud, wringing her hands, but with joy, she knew it was with joy that she wrung her hands
She wrung her hands
, and crushed her white hair, and returned to this cry over and over again.