He who now managed her affairs was a spendthrift, and wished to make a great appearance; such as keeping a good horse with elegant trappings; loved to appear gay in the eyes of the neighbors, and was perpetually undertaking something he did not understand.
— from The Confessions of Jean Jacques Rousseau — Complete by Jean-Jacques Rousseau

Benoni listened patiently until she had done.
— from Pearl-Maiden: A Tale of the Fall of Jerusalem by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard

Avery pulled up, suddenly hurt: "Does he?
— from Sinister Street, vol. 2 by Compton MacKenzie

This creature has only beer-handles to pull, unless she has deluded some young man into keeping company with her.
— from The Works of Rudyard Kipling: One Volume Edition by Rudyard Kipling

Many men were off with their rifles; but Bolderwood picked up some half dozen determined fellows and hastened back to the Harding place.
— from With Ethan Allen at Ticonderoga by W. Bert (Walter Bertram) Foster

It is a question of public utility; Socialism has done with absolute propositions in all such things, and views these problems now as questions of detail, matters for fine discriminations.
— from New Worlds For Old: A Plain Account of Modern Socialism by H. G. (Herbert George) Wells

The captains and their crews, however, disregarding the sanguinary order, picked up several hundred Dutchmen from their sinking ships.
— from The Boy who sailed with Blake by William Henry Giles Kingston

Presently Uniacke saw his dark figure pass, like a shadow, across the square of the window.
— from Tongues of Conscience by Robert Hichens

Mary Charles was herself a beauty—fair, open-eyed, warm-hearted— the beauty of Repton; but though feature by feature, inch by inch, she was as handsome as Mary, yet in her cousin was the grace and spirit given only by good society; the manners elevated by a higher mind, and toned down by sorrow; a gentle softness, which a keen observer of human nature told me once no woman ever possessed unless she had deeply loved, and suffered from disappointed affection; in short, she was far more refined, far more fascinating, than her country cousin: besides, she was unfortunate, and that at once gave her a hold upon the sympathies of the young curate: it did no more: but Mary Charles did not understand these nice distinctions, and nothing could exceed the change of manner she evinced when her cousin and her betrothed were together.
— from Turns of Fortune, and Other Tales by Hall, S. C., Mrs.

Let her swing for the king once more, Mr. Dealer!" To the wonder of all, though it was the last turn of the cards, the king won, and Wild Bill picked up sixteen hundred dollars.
— from Wild Bill's Last Trail by Ned Buntline