‘No, she’s not going to any such place,’ I cried, struggling to release my arm, which he had seized: but she was almost at the door-stones already, scampering round the brow at full speed.
— from Wuthering Heights by Emily Brontë

As the light was full upon it, and she was still in a stooping position, I could see that below her slit she was well covered with dark hair.
— from The Romance of Lust: A classic Victorian erotic novel by Anonymous

She changed colour, and saying, “Pardi, I can shew it myself,” hurried out of the room, and I followed her into a hackney-coach.
— from Evelina, Or, the History of a Young Lady's Entrance into the World by Fanny Burney

To this obvious and simple plan I could see but two objections that deserved the name,—the first, that perhaps Arowhena would not come; the second, that it was almost impossible for me to escape even alone, for the king had himself told me that I was to consider myself a prisoner on parole, and that the first sign of my endeavouring to escape would cause me to be sent to one of the hospitals for incurables.
— from Erewhon; Or, Over the Range by Samuel Butler

Again, as the men who seek for military honors amongst an aristocratic people, enjoy a settled position in civil society, they seldom continue in the army until old age overtakes them.
— from Democracy in America — Volume 2 by Alexis de Tocqueville

There is no quicker or surer way to get to the heart of a composition than by performing it, and since participation in chorus singing is of necessity unselfish and creative of sympathy, there is no better medium of musical culture than membership in a choir.
— from How to Listen to Music, 7th ed. Hints and Suggestions to Untaught Lovers of the Art by Henry Edward Krehbiel

The peaceful promontory, although made easier of access, still preserved its calm seclusion, and pretty Mrs. McGee could contemplate through the leaves of her bower the work going on at its base, herself unseen.
— from The Bell-Ringer of Angel's, and Other Stories by Bret Harte

Besides chronicling this strange and somewhat pathetic incident, Cardan sets down in the Dialogus de Morte his general impressions of the English people.
— from Jerome Cardan: A Biographical Study by W. G. (William George) Waters

By a singular phenomenon I could see into her brain, and her thoughts appeared to me one after the other.
— from Monsieur, Madame, and Bébé — Volume 01 by Gustave Droz