To be worn away; to chafe; to fray; as, a wristbandfrets on the edges.
Sleeve button, a detachable button to fasten the wristband or cuff.
Already, when he was scribbling on it, she had noticed that his wristband was frayed.
Now, silhouetted against the window, the edge of the wristband caught her attention again, and grew strangely significant.
He stepped with languid nakedness across the hall, pressed his identifying wristband to a lock-face and dialed his clothing sizes.
He put his wristband to the switch on the telephoto and a freshly printed summary of the last five days in the world fell into the rack.
Then he got into an idle two-place cab, started the motor with his wristband and hurried the little three-wheeler recklessly through the traffic.
Bill opened the door of the booth by applying his wristband to the lock and stepped out into the street.
He should have had the machines watching Susan and Mary at the same time that they were relaying all wristband data for Bill and Conrad and for Helen and Clara to his office.
He used his master wristband to open the door there, and found a woman standing in the middle of the room, wrapped in a sheet.
Conrad pressed his identifying wristband to the lock and entered the booth he had picked.
I will see," answered Grace, putting thewristband on the little work-table; and she touched my shoulder playfully in passing.
But continual dropping will wear away a stone, and the ever recurring buttonless collar or wristband will wear out a man's patience, be he naturally as enduring as the Man Of Uz.
The wristband and cuff closes up when the cards are in, and anyone may look up your sleeve to your elbow and cannot see anything wrong.
In the wristband of the inner sleeve a series of little slits is cut with a penknife, and through these slits the points upon the base-plate are thrust.
If one were able to look inside the operator's cuff whilst the machine is in action, it would appear as though the wristband and cuff came apart, and the cards were protruded through the opening.
There, I think that'll be all right now," he said, pulling down her sleeve once more and fastening the wristband with deft fingers.
It was caked with blood, while a trickle of red still oozed slowly from under the wristbandand ran down over her hand.
