... mine. His name's Pan." She was drying her feet with an inadequate rose-coloured handkerchief. She crept crabwise up the bank, and put on her stockings ... — Gigolo • Edna Ferber
... as much your fault as his, young woman!" snarled the biped, getting crabwise out of my reach. "You'll all be sorry for this ... — The Eye of Zeitoon • Talbot Mundy