With indefatigable pen she produced, in 1843, three three-volume novels, "Hargreave," "Jessie Phillips," and "The Laurringtons"—the first a not very successful sketch of a man of fashion; the second, an unfair and exaggerated delineation of the action of the new Poor Law; and the third, a forcible and lively satire upon "superior people," in which some of the passages are in her best style.
— from Celebrated Women Travellers of the Nineteenth Century by W. H. Davenport (William Henry Davenport) Adams

In that boiling, seething world of Rome, now more than ever disturbed by the inroads of strangers eagerly looking forward to the excitements of the amphitheatre, it would be in vain to make even deliberate and careful search for a lost slave, unless some clew should be left behind.
— from The Continental Monthly, Vol. 6, No. 6, December 1864 Devoted To Literature And National Policy by Various

He was silent for a little, stirring up sparks and smoke.
— from Martin Pippin in the Apple Orchard by Eleanor Farjeon

The first we came to was a Highlander, who had been shot through the thigh, and had walked some way from the field and lay spent under some bushes.
— from Henry Martyn, Saint and Scholar First Modern Missionary to the Mohammedans, 1781-1812 by George Smith

Groping about the dock, this figure at last seized upon some object that cast little shadow.
— from The Galloping Ghost A Mystery Story for Boys by Roy J. (Roy Judson) Snell