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A propos, a certain Hofrath Effeln sends you his kind regards; he is one of the best Hofraths here, and would long ago have been made chancellor but for one defect—TIPPLING.
— from The Letters of Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart — Volume 01 by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
d,—are these not incontestable proofs of the existence of a superior intelligence whose power alone could have established such an order of things?. . ."
— from Louis Agassiz: His Life and Correspondence by Louis Agassiz
The Misses, who had gathered round, and were standing gaping in joyful expectation of Pope Joan, or a pool at commerce, here exchanged sorrowful glances.
— from Marriage by Susan Ferrier
She lay back on her cushion beneath the warm shadow of her parasol and closed her eyes, saying nothing while he sat staring at the curved line of her throat.
— from The Green Bough by E. Temple (Ernest Temple) Thurston
He discovered that lightning and the electric spark were manifestations of the same electric power and continued his electric studies until the end of his busy and useful life.
— from The Story of Mankind by Hendrik Willem Van Loon
Stephen glanced over the top of his paper and caught his eye, shrewd, inquiring, with the least suggestion of a squint, fixed upon him.
— from The Fortune of the Landrays by Vaughan Kester
"Neely's pals are coming, Honey," Endlich said quietly.
— from Asteroid of Fear by Raymond Z. Gallun
When the prosecuting attorney commenced his examination, she answered his questions with a degree of modest dignity that checked any
— from Fashion and Famine by Ann S. (Ann Sophia) Stephens
Tom then lit Alfred's pipe, and continued his excellent sculpture in the bed of hard clay.
— from Blazed Trail Stories, and Stories of the Wild Life by Stewart Edward White
Speak not to me of painting, nor of her!" At the sight of extra attendants hurrying in, Tatsu waved them to leave him, threw himself back, stark, upon the pillow, and closed his eyes so tightly that the wrinkles radiated in black lines from the corners.
— from The Dragon Painter by Mary McNeil Fenollosa
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