Suddenly as he reached the neck he stopped, turned the violin in his hand, and unwound the handkerchief again.
"The Other Fellow"
F. Hopkinson Smith
Rollins wound himself up and unwound himself, and the ball shot forward.
"The Crimson Sweater"
Ralph Henry Barbour
"No, the spring unwound as I slid across the shelf," said the Rolling Mouse.
"The Story of a Stuffed Elephant"
Laura Lee Hope