"Ay," the woman hollowly began, "it is indisputable that his hair is like spun gold and that his eyes resemble sun-drenched waters in June.
— from Chivalry by James Branch Cabell

“Ay,” the woman began, “it is indisputable that his hair is like spun gold and that his eyes resemble sun-drenched waters in June.
— from Chivalry: Dizain des Reines by James Branch Cabell

As soon, however, as he engaged in any real study of animals, substitute stimuli entered and got attached to his exploring responses; and to suppose that that identical wish of long ago is still subconsciously active, whenever the biologist takes his microscope in hand, is to throw out all {569} these substitute stimuli and their attachments to many new responses, and to see in a very complex activity only one little element.
— from Psychology: A Study Of Mental Life by Robert Sessions Woodworth

He would get accustomed to the grandeur of the restored Castle O'Shanaghgan; he would get accustomed to his English relatives and their ways.
— from Light O' the Morning: The Story of an Irish Girl by L. T. Meade

The fellow gave him a quick glance, and then his eyes rested for a moment on the girl; but he did not delay, and was coming back with some glasses when several barefooted men and two others in uniform ran down the street.
— from The Coast of Adventure by Harold Bindloss

This little one, fresh from Baptism, with all Church ministrations round her, passing gently away to her eternal rest.
— from Life of John Coleridge Patteson : Missionary Bishop of the Melanesian Islands by Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary) Yonge

ilosophically, and it seemed to do him no harm; indeed, his health was uniformly good all through his English residence.
— from Hawthorne and His Circle by Julian Hawthorne

The next day, little Mary, on her way to school, went round by Ned Bates's to beg a piece of wood for her brother Jem; she brought it home to him at dinner-time, and asked him to be so good as to have everything ready for a quiet whittling at night, while Tom or Bessy read aloud.
— from The Grey Woman and other Tales by Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell

A slop-bowl full of strong tea, together with bread, and butter, and eggs, was produced for him in the morning, and he expected that at whatever hour he might arrive in the evening, some food should be presented to him wherewith to satisfy the cravings of nature; if, in addition to this, he had another slop-bowl of tea in the evening, he got all that he ever required, or all, at least, that he ever demanded.
— from Doctor Thorne by Anthony Trollope