Combful

Lucilla remained standing before the glass, arranging her wind-tossed hair; and, in her vehemence, tearing out combfuls, as she pulled petulantly against the tangled curls.

Is your hair coming out by great combsful? Every combful causing a pang of fear for the future.

Poseidon changed his position and lay stomach upward on my sister’s lap, so that it was now combsful of white fur which were released on the breezes to join the brown.

If I were to order a small swarm of Ligurians, and on arrival give them half-a-dozen combfuls of brood, but clear of bees, from as many hives, of course they would do well;[…]

The very few fertile workers we have been troubled with have never laid ‘several combsful of eggs, two or three in every cell,’ as yours did, but just a few in scattered cells here and there, two or three in a cell.

Owing to the uncertainty of the weather along the New England seacoast I find it is much the safest plan to give the “swarm” a combful of honey, otherwise a cold storm may reduce a powerful and would-be profitable swarm to a mere handful of enfeebled bees.

She just smelled—well, say, like anemones in a teacup, or a breeze in a buttercupped meadow, or a combful of honey made in apple-blossom time, which is probably one of the sweetest scents of all.

This curve, recording the amounts of nectar collected, now falls still lower, day by day, with the evaporation of the last combs[-]ful of maturing honey.