41.   I put my hand in the water trickling down the rock and put it on to Zoe.

42.   I saw a spider the size of my hand in the backyard.

43.   I saw him wandering along the beach with his hands in his pockets.

44.   In it sat Marita, thin, head down, hands in her lap, her shiny hair covering her face.

45.   It was identical to the one thrust into my hand in the alleyway.

46.   Janir held his hands in the air, disclaiming all responsibility.

47.   Jim raised his hands in a gesture of despair.

48.   John hung around the theatre and lent a hand in any way he could.

49.   Jones mounted a quick two-fisted assault and the title changed hands in those brief, dramatic seconds.