When she was sending me on some errand or explaining to me the working of a new lamp or anything of that sort, her face was extraordinarily kind, frank, and cordial, and her eyes looked me straight in the face.
— from The Lady with the Dog and Other Stories by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

Her eyes looked me searchingly in the face, as if to read something there which they had never read yet.
— from The Moonstone by Wilkie Collins

v. lōc hū, lōc hwænne, etc. lochyrdel m. sheepfold , LL 454[9].
— from A Concise Anglo-Saxon Dictionary For the Use of Students by J. R. Clark (John R. Clark) Hall

And yet, sometimes, a man must speak his heart; even, like Midas’ slave, to the reeds by the river side.
— from Health and Education by Charles Kingsley

Caesar’s character was known to all of them; he was more than a match for any one of them in cunning, intellect, astuteness, determination, and what is of still more importance, he had even less moral sense; he had frequently shown that mercy, compassion, pity, were no part of his nature, and
— from Caesar Borgia: A Study of the Renaissance by John Leslie Garner

Above the sea of faces, high on the wooden scaffold, rises the tall figure of a lovely girl, her hair gleaming in the sunshine like threads of dazzling gold, her marvellous blue eyes turned up to Heaven, her fresh young dimpled face not pale with fear, her exquisite lips moving softly as she repeats the De Profundis of her last appeal to God.
— from Ave Roma Immortalis, Vol. 1 Studies from the Chronicles of Rome by F. Marion (Francis Marion) Crawford

he exclaimed, “let me say a word.
— from Cap'n Warren's Wards by Joseph Crosby Lincoln

I looked at the publisher with some surprise, I had not been accustomed to be spoken to so magisterially; his countenance was dressed in a portentous frown, and his eye looked more sinister than ever; at that moment he put me in mind of some of those despots of whom I had read in the history of page 234 p. 234 Morocco, whose word was law.
— from Lavengro: The Scholar, The Gypsy, The Priest by George Borrow

He chaffed me about being so grown up, and told me tales of some gipsy wanderings he had just made, when suddenly he exclaimed: “Let me see your hand.”
— from Thirteen Years of a Busy Woman's Life by Mrs. (Ethel) Alec-Tweedie

That very day—before I had even left my study—I suddenly heard a dull and vicious voice behind me.
— from A Reckless Character, and Other Stories by Ivan Sergeevich Turgenev

Mr. Edgerton, though by no means a man of ruined constitution, has brought himself temporarily into a critical place by the fatigues and anxieties of harassing business, by exceptional overwork which kept him at his desk or in his shop until inordinately late hours; even, let me say, by going for entire nights without sleep and neglecting his regular meals day after day for a period of several weeks; performing and enduring all this by the support of extra doses of opium.
— from The Opium Habit by Horace B. Day