Holmes hunted about among the grass and leaves like a retriever after a wounded bird.
— from The Return of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle
The devoted wife with great pain and risk came the whole journey to Honolulu, and pleaded until the authorities were unable to resist her entreaty that she might go and live like a leper with her leper husband.
— from Following the Equator: A Journey Around the World by Mark Twain
But when I get a little low and feel bad, I get a bit troubled and worrisome, but it don’t mean anything in the world.
— from The Gilded Age: A Tale of Today by Charles Dudley Warner
He was ignorant of Greek and Latin literature, and his fancy is too much delighted with the fictions of the Arabs.
— from The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire Table of Contents with links in the HTML file to the two Project Gutenberg editions (12 volumes) by Edward Gibbon
" I gave a last look at the wounded man.
— from Twenty Thousand Leagues under the Sea by Jules Verne
He for some time lived at large, but afterwards applied close to study, made great progress in the Greek and Latin languages, and in the civil law; for Rome at that time was full of learned men.
— from In Praise of Folly Illustrated with Many Curious Cuts by Desiderius Erasmus
Her dread and hatred of him grew and loomed larger and larger.
— from The Rainbow by D. H. (David Herbert) Lawrence
Groholsky and Liza looked at each other.
— from Project Gutenberg Compilation of 233 Short Stories of Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov
She is invited to Flushing, Owego and various places to address teachers' institutes and occasionally to give a lyceum lecture and, regardless of all fatigue, goes wherever a few dollars may be gathered.
— from The Life and Work of Susan B. Anthony (Volume 1 of 2) Including Public Addresses, Her Own Letters and Many From Her Contemporaries During Fifty Years by Ida Husted Harper
And every day when I went down to see him Annie would innocently ask me— “See any odds on him this morning, doctor?” “Well, Annie,” I would say, “he really does seem to get a little longer about every second day.”
— from Aileen Aroon, A Memoir With other Tales of Faithful Friends and Favourites by Gordon Stables
He gave a laugh like a cough.
— from Moor Fires by E. H. (Emily Hilda) Young
The fresh air apostle gasped a little, looking across at the grim set mouth and the quiet, steady eyes, as if he would like to retort; but, finding no ready words, he merely wiped his forehead, and then subsided helplessly in his corner seat, as the lady rose, and, going over to the window, said to Mysie, as she closed it: "It is a little cold to-night, after the scorching heat of the daytime, and one is apt to catch cold very readily in a draught at an open carriage window.
— from The Underworld The Story of Robert Sinclair, Miner by James C. Welsh
389 They were gone, and Lena lingered a moment, fastening her dearly-bought bauble around her neck and gathering her books, while a maid came scudding from the house to bundle rugs and cushions away in face of the thunder-heads looming in the southwest.
— from Jewel Weed by Alice Ames Winter
He threw himself on the ground, and listened long and carefully before he advanced any further.
— from Wang the Ninth: The Story of a Chinese Boy by B. L. (Bertram Lenox) Putnam Weale
The labourers, desirous to protract their employment, were only anxious to give as little labour as possible, in which their overlookers or gangers in many cases heartily agreed.
— from The Land-War in Ireland: A History for the Times by James Godkin
She gives another little laugh and then nods, to say that he can go.
— from Majesty: A Novel by Louis Couperus
And this succeeds just as well and badly as its predecessor; neither has found Tao, the Way,—following which, your detritus should be consumed as it goes, and life lifted above the sway of Karma.
— from The Crest-Wave of Evolution A Course of Lectures in History, Given to the Graduates' Class in the Raja-Yoga College, Point Loma, in the College-Year 1918-19 by Kenneth Morris
She says she's like people who have been home from Europe three years; she's past the most poignant stage of regret, and hasn't reached the second, when they feel that they must go again." Lapham leaned a little toward Mrs. Corey, and said of a picture which he saw on the wall opposite, "Picture of your daughter, I presume?" "No; my daughter's grandmother.
— from The Rise of Silas Lapham by William Dean Howells
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