Scarcely had he done so when the sound of approaching wheels greeted his ears, and directly after Miss Guir was in full view.
— from The Ghost of Guir House by Charles Willing Beale
Summoning them, as it were, into his presence with the lamp of history to guide him, exquiritque auditque dolos ; and whether it be praise or blame, or a mixture of both, that he awards, the judgment is pronounced in a temperate spirit, and with judicial impartiality; and it is expressed in pure and elegant Latin, and often with epigrammatic felicity."— Scotsman .
— from Notes and Queries, Number 17, February 23, 1850 by Various
Martique was sounding his horn as a signal that he was ready, but he was not prepared for the sight that greeted his eyes as Dennis and the M.P. came up to the car with their prisoner.
— from With Haig on the Somme by D. H. Parry
Gumbo hath, eating and drinking a great deal too much in the Servants' Hall.
— from The Virginians by William Makepeace Thackeray
She was not so ridiculous (she told herself) as to feel personally aggrieved, but so long as fate, chance, Providence, or the devil, gave her emotions and desires and talent and will, it was impossible not to suffer.
— from The Daughters of Danaus by Mona Caird
Everyone who knew Stone intimately will bear me out in saying that the gratitude here expressed, and disproportionate as it may be, was absolutely sincere.
— from In Good Company Some personal recollections of Swinburne, Lord Roberts, Watts-Dunton, Oscar Wilde Edward Whymper, S. J. Stone, Stephen Phillips by Coulson Kernahan
He did not know where to go to get it, but as he turned into a little gangway which he thought ought to lead to the galley he encountered a darky, and to him he made known his wants—not for a glass, but for a whole pitcher of ice-water.
— from Elam Storm, the Wolfer; Or, The Lost Nugget by Harry Castlemon
The surrounding nations, and above all the Germans, have exercised a decided and lasting influence upon them.
— from Historical View of the Languages and Literature of the Slavic Nations With a Sketch of Their Popular Poetry by Talvj
Almost unconscious of the change, Francesco rode along with abstracted gaze, his eyes as dead as the Apulian land,—land of the dead.
— from The Hill of Venus by Nathan Gallizier
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