His face lighted with a happy solution of his thought; he put the bark hastily in his pocket.

I'd wait until we saw a sign reminding citizens to beware of pickpockets, and I would pretend to be reminded of the time I caught a thief with his hand in my pocket at a noodle stall in Guilin.

A new scarlet silk handkerchief with yellow dice dangled from his pocket like a flag on a still day.