The hands of the clock on the station building stood at 3:45.
"Bare hands cannot stand against one such as you who is a master of the blade."
The hands on the dial of its clock stood at ten minutes past three.
The hands won't stand for it and nor will me head.
For years, its hand had stood at 3:20 and I thought everyone would want the clock to move.
He took both my hands in his and for a few seconds stood there smiling at me.
The hands of the clock were standing at a minute to midnight.
The hands of the watch stood at two minutes to nine.
She took that hand and the two stood speechless for a moment.
It is only during this stage of the process that your hands stand to become 'contaminated'.
