The country's full of Joneses and Barneses. Go on upstairs. Leave everything to me."
— from Green Fancy by George Barr McCutcheon
Meanwhile she had turned the chair toward her and had sunk down on it, and now she was sitting there quite forlorn and pathetic, leaning back with arms hanging and face lifted, gazing out under lowered eyelids through the darkened parlor with its two rows of chairs into the dim ante-room.
— from Niels Lyhne by J. P. (Jens Peter) Jacobsen
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