"Where's that bloody squishyball, ye lubbers?" he said in his best pirate voice, and caught up the buttonball and began to squeeze in commands, tentatively at first and then faster. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
He held up the buttonball, ready to squeeze in an order. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
As Alec did so, he saw the buttonball that had been concealed just under the desk's surface. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
"Though he seems to be physically quite active," said Chatterji, watching worriedly as Ellsworth-Howard worked the buttonball, attempting to break into Checkerfield's cyberenvironment. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
He slipped on an earshell and throat mike, squeezed in a few commands on the buttonball, and a tiny disk opened out from the top of the rod, in sections like a series of fans. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
Chatterji protested, as his hand moved uncertainly on the buttonball. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
Ellsworth-Howard kneaded the buttonball and the image of a four-stranded DNA helix appeared on the screen. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
Ellsworth-Howard worked the buttonball and the list grew abruptly shorter. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
"Get on the buttonball, Alec, smart now," the Captain ordered. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
Ellsworth-Howard continued to frown at his screen, kneading the buttonball distractedly, ignoring the firemen as they hurriedly cleaned out the grate and relit the fire. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
Somewhere here must be the buttonball where he'd enter the algorithm to take it through time. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
Blocking the camera's view with his back, he took up the buttonball. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
He played with the buttonball and the figure's eyes got a bit smaller. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
Ellsworth-Howard clenched the buttonball fiercely. ❋ Baker, Kage (2004)
But for permanence the maple, the oak, the buttonball are all better. ❋ Ellen Eddy Shaw (N/A)
The maple and buttonball or plane-tree were dug up by the boys in the woods the morning of Arbor Day. ❋ Ellen Eddy Shaw (N/A)
Two trees were to be planted, one little maple near the building; another, a buttonball tree, down on the lower grade. ❋ Ellen Eddy Shaw (N/A)
Pretty soon, just after they had passed under a buttonball tree, the ducklings heard a noise, and who should run out from under a bush but little Sister Sallie. ❋ Howard Roger Garis (1917)
Now and then a furry nose protruded from one of the apertures and sniffed the welcome scent of pine and buttonball, red and white clover, the thousand spicy odors of field and woodland. ❋ Mary Roberts Rinehart (1917)
The shack is straight back in the deepest clump of buttonball trees. " ❋ Margaret Penrose (N/A)
