“You have been cruelly used,” said Holmes.
— from The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle

The Spartans, in their character, anticipated the shrewd, canny, uncouth Scotch highlander of modern times.
— from Lysistrata by Aristophanes

So the crowd subsided; and a few moments later several policemen came up, staring here and there, and leering at their victims.
— from The Jungle by Upton Sinclair

'Come, come, Monsieur, cheer up!' said He; 'You seem not quite recovered from your fatigue.
— from The Monk: A Romance by M. G. (Matthew Gregory) Lewis

To Nastasia’s question as to what they wished her to do, Totski confessed that he had been so frightened by her, five years ago, that he could never now be entirely comfortable until she herself married.
— from The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Now turn we again unto Sir Tristram, that was sore wounded, and full sore bled that he might not within a little while, when he had taken cold, unnethe stir him of his limbs.
— from Le Morte d'Arthur: Volume 1 by Malory, Thomas, Sir

The Indians continued to gaze upon it, and would not consent to have it covered until she had been lowered into the grave which they had prepared for her.
— from The Life and Times of Kateri Tekakwitha, the Lily of the Mohawks by Ellen H. (Ellen Hardin) Walworth

A calamity like this Mrs. Dale could understand; she had known the sorrow of death, and all the impatience which had stood between Helen and herself was swept away in her pitying sympathy.
— from John Ward, Preacher by Margaret Wade Campbell Deland

In the depths of a cupboard, however, he at last came upon some haricot beans, left from the previous day, and forgotten there.
— from The Downfall (La Débâcle): A Story of the Horrors of War by Émile Zola

Following up his victory over the seven devils in Aunt Julie Ann, he had begun a series of revival meetings in the Northern Methodist church, calling its members to come up still higher.
— from The Traitor: A Story of the Fall of the Invisible Empire by Dixon, Thomas, Jr.

But for some rawer rows of houses stretching out towards the cliff, upper Shanklin has lost little of the charm that struck Lord Jeffrey, {73} SHANKLIN VILLAGE—MOONLIGHT AFTER RAIN when he described the village as “very small and scattery , all mixed up with trees, and lying among sweet airy falls and swells of ground which finally rise up behind the breezy Downs 800 feet high, and sink down in front to the edge of the varying cliffs which overhang a pretty beach of fine sand, and are approachable by a very striking wooded ravine which they call the Chine.”
— from Isle of Wight by A. R. Hope (Ascott Robert Hope) Moncrieff

And all the time he carried, unconsciously, something heavy in his hand, on the top of which the snow had settled.
— from The Case of Richard Meynell by Ward, Humphry, Mrs.