She stood stretching out her hands toward him imploringly, with eyebrows raised, and lips quavering.
"The Devil's Garden"
W. B. Maxwell
He hung there limply, hissing wildly through a larynx that vibrated under my fingers, his hands stretched imploringly to Soth.
"Backlash"
Winston Marks
If I should find it-and-and shoot it-and pay the Wishbone what it's worth-oh, any amount-or shoot the cow-or-" she raised her face imploringly to his-"tell me, pal-or I shall go stark, raving mad!"
"Lonesome Land"
B. M. Bower