Mr. Ventnor had presence of mind enough not to shake his fist.
— from Five Tales by John Galsworthy

And he recognised what sort of a creature he was dealing with, and had sense and delicacy and tact and manliness enough not to startle her by any demonstration whatever.
— from The End of a Coil by Susan Warner

The poor girl remained in the farm-house, hiding herself in her bedroom to weep, making efforts not to show her suffering to her mother, who, exasperated by so many vexations, was very intolerant, and before her father, who threatened to kill her if she had another lover and gave their enemies in the district any more chance to talk.
— from The Cabin [La barraca] by Vicente Blasco Ibáñez

She then accounted for his not having visited in the afternoon, according to his promise, from her declared resolutions to Mrs. Ellison not to see him.
— from Amelia — Volume 2 by Henry Fielding

Let me press therein my arms, Tune of my heart, and charmer of my eyes, Nay, thou shall hear the extacy from me, I'll make thee smile with my extravagant passion.
— from Harris's List of Covent Garden Ladies or Man of Pleasure's Kalendar for the Year, 1788 by Anonymous

But the parties in a protracted civil war almost invariably end by taking more extreme, not to say higher grounds of principle, than they began with.
— from The Contest in America by John Stuart Mill

But he had recognized that the girl herself was still heart free, and therefore, though there might be a chance for him he must keep away, must make excuses not to see her.
— from Talbot's Angles by Amy Ella Blanchard

He would be more eager now than she had ever been to snap asunder the chain that bound them to each other.
— from The Odds And Other Stories by Ethel M. (Ethel May) Dell

"Do you dislike my taste, Ned?--To my eye, now, the structure has no bad appearance from this spot!"
— from Home as Found Sequel to "Homeward Bound" by James Fenimore Cooper

He had played it in school and college, and, although that had been a good twenty years before, he still followed the game and was an ardent “fan”; and traveled many miles each November to see his college meet its ancient rival.
— from Right Tackle Todd by Ralph Henry Barbour