You see he's stopped again, he is waiting and looking at you.”
— from The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

They called him in to decide family disputes, chose him as executor, confided secrets to him, elected him to be a justice and to other posts; but he always persistently refused public appointments, passing the autumn and spring in the fields on his bay gelding, sitting at home in winter, and lying in his overgrown garden in summer.
— from War and Peace by Tolstoy, Leo, graf

Ben's head turned, met the bartender's Cyclopean eye squarely, and held it with a look this bulldozer of men had never before received in all his checkered career.
— from Ben Blair The Story of a Plainsman by Will Lillibridge

When we started away I saw an Indian head come up by the side of a log in the timber and took a shot at him, it was a long shot, and I think the ball struck the log, but the head disappeared very suddenly.
— from The Quarterly of the Oregon Historical Society, Vol. IV March, 1903-December, 1903 by Oregon Historical Society

Of her husband she thought less; for she knew how sincerely contrite he was for the deed he had done—how bitterly he had repented it ever since, and how it would, as long as he lived, be a source of misery—a worm that would never die, but gnaw till the last hour of his existence.
— from The Poacher; Or, Joseph Rushbrook by Frederick Marryat

When he had entered he bent double, then he straightened himself as suddenly as if moved by a spring, again he inclined with a low bow, turned his head as if he were taking it out of his own armpits, and began to speak hurriedly in a voice which recalled the squeaking of a rusty weather-cock,-- "With the forehead, Pan Kharlamp, with the forehead.
— from The Deluge: An Historical Novel of Poland, Sweden, and Russia. Vol. 1 (of 2) by Henryk Sienkiewicz

I could not write you all I saw and heard, It was all lovely and all memorable.
— from Domesday Book by Edgar Lee Masters

But I did not; and if, in this way, I sinned against her, it was at least an unintentional sin, a sin of omission, and one which she remained unaware of.
— from The Yoke of the Thorah by Henry Harland

Such is the fact; but its how and why have to be explained, and this can be done only when the actual presence and potency of numbers in sounds, and hence in words and letters, have been rendered clear.
— from The Secret Doctrine, Vol. 3 of 4 by H. P. (Helena Petrovna) Blavatsky

Then, in a shrill aside, he inquired, “Will Aunt Lettice have the baby while we’re here.”
— from Mountain Blood: A Novel by Joseph Hergesheimer

She didn't go on and say as how I was a loafer, and had neglected her, and all that, but says she, 'Samuel, you'll be all alone when I'm gone.
— from The Universal Reciter 81 Choice Pieces of Rare Poetical Gems by Various