«Hold them still a moment,» said the Professor, looking down, not at the turquoises, but at the hand that held them: the muscular, many-lined palm, the long, strong fingers with soft ends, the straight little finger, the flexible, beautifully shaped thumb that curved back from the rest of the hand as if it were its own master.
What change would have come [...] in his fine long hand with the backspringing thumb, which had never handled things that were not the symbols of ideas?