Sunday, the 10th, we marched off our ground at Kotree, and reached Lukkee on Saturday, the 16th, after a six days' march, most of them fifteen miles.
— from Campaign of the Indus In a Series of Letters from an Officer of the Bombay Division by T. W. E. Holdsworth

A room at the inn was set apart for them, into which no one not belonging to the club ever presumed to enter, unless it was the landlord, who would be called every now and then to [7] replenish the bowl, and whom sometimes the guests of the club would "draw out," as it was whispered in the village that the landlord of the "Headless Lady" knew a rare lot of stories, he did; also how to tell 'em, too, my word!
— from Tales of the Wonder Club, Volume I by M. Y. Halidom