Only, luckily, nobody chanced to be looking, or within eavesdropping distance; and even the coachman presently removed himself to stand at his horses' restive heads.
— from Captivating Mary Carstairs by Henry Sydnor Harrison
As she hurried on, breathing like one whose everlasting destiny is being laid in the balance, a marvellous change overspread her countenance.
— from Infelice by Augusta J. (Augusta Jane) Evans
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