I hope in a day or two to find out the Parish Register, and see her birth and marriage: which is something like poring over the name of a place one likes in a map….’
— from Hurrell Froude: Memoranda and Comments by Louise Imogen Guiney
Each ready archer seized his bow, and Marmion ordered all to spur on to more open ground.
— from The Prose Marmion A Tale of the Scottish Border by Sara Davis Jenkins
My wife will set me free---" he fell into a muse, as they walked along the quiet country road, and Susan, her brain a mad whirl of thoughts, did not interrupt him.
— from Saturday's Child by Kathleen Thompson Norris
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