She was one of the best of women herself: whatever hour she was called, her lamp was sure to have oil in it; and yet all the time since first he lay in her arms, I doubt if she had ever done anything to help the youth to conquer himself.
— from Weighed and Wanting by George MacDonald

She arose from his arms, crimson again to the temples, and sat down in silence, her eyes downcast, her lips trembling, as if a great effort kept her from bursting into tears.
— from Mabel's Mistake by Ann S. (Ann Sophia) Stephens

I doubt if she had ever done up her hair since childhood.
— from From Job to Job around the World by Alfred C. B. (Alfred Charles Benson) Fletcher

Septimo, abscindunt partem propriorum indumentorum, et illam offerunt Diabolo in signum homagii, et Diabolus illam asportat, et servat.
— from Demoniality; or, Incubi and Succubi by Ludovico Maria Sinistrari

" "Nor do I suppose he ever did plight your hands—while in his right senses!" "Oh, sir, this has been discussed before.
— from Capitola the Madcap by Emma Dorothy Eliza Nevitte Southworth