If you have seen amiss, sir, do not allow yourself to say what you don’t know!
— from War and Peace by Tolstoy, Leo, graf

Yet it was in that vale that her sorrow had taken shape, and she did not love it as formerly.
— from Tess of the d'Urbervilles: A Pure Woman by Thomas Hardy

He might be ever so depressed or sulky, and she did not mark his demeanour, or only treated it with a sneer.
— from Vanity Fair by William Makepeace Thackeray

Isabella's opinion of the Tilneys did not influence her friend; she was sure there had been no insolence in the manners either of brother or sister; and she did not credit there being any pride in their hearts.
— from Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen

She had not heard Ethan's call because she was sobbing and she did not hear his step till he stood close behind her and laid his hands on her shoulders.
— from Ethan Frome by Edith Wharton

Repeat this on Friday, and on Saturday and Sabbath do nothing.
— from Papers on Health by John Kirk

Valeriano and Tiburzio by Alessandro Albini, a painter of spirit; the Giving Alms of S. Cecilia, by Tommaso Campana, who afterwards followed Guido; the St. Benedict among the Thorns, by Sebastiano Razali; the Conference between Cecilia and Valeriano, by Aurelio Bonelli; all respectable artists, except that Malvasia blames the [Pg 197] last mentioned as unworthy of a school productive of so many noble disciples; but it is rare that in such rich abundance some abortive specimen does not appear.
— from The History of Painting in Italy, Vol. 5 (of 6) From the Period of the Revival of the Fine Arts to the End of the Eighteenth Century by Luigi Lanzi

'I think you are mistaken; I sincerely hope so, and I shall be obliged if you will not mention the matter to any one,' was all she said, and she did not thank Miss Briggs for reporting the matter to her; but long after the young mistress had gone she sat looking thoughtfully before her, while the ink dried on her pen and the papers remained uncorrected.
— from A City Schoolgirl and Her Friends by May Baldwin

And yet, again, he had learned to recognize her footsteps at the farm, and where the heart is given the senses are subtly acute, and she had slackened her pace somewhat as she drew near.
— from A Maid of the Silver Sea by John Oxenham

[257] “I will perform my penitence Between the sea and swift Durance, Near to my lady’s bower.”
— from The History of the Crusades (vol. 2 of 3) by J. Fr. (Joseph Fr.) Michaud

He stammered out: “Mon Dieu—madame—it is I—I thought—I ventured—I was so sorry—” As she did not answer, he continued: “Will you forgive me?”
— from Complete Original Short Stories of Guy De Maupassant by Guy de Maupassant

"But I am not, Mr. Maunsell," she answered impetuously; and her voice trembled, for his words affected her strangely, and she did not speak again until they were in the midst of that most brilliant of sights—a ball at the Hotel de Ville in Paris; its vast salles one blaze of light, which together with the fountains, trees, and flowers, formed a scene of fairy-like splendour.
— from Flora Adair; or, Love Works Wonders. Vol. 2 (of 2) by A. M. Donelan

Now, if this is not coming out , and by the highest authority, by their own solemn and sanctioned Annual Scripture, declaring null and void the law of the land, and its highest law, in relation to the subject of controversy, it might be difficult to say what would be so.
— from Abolition a Sedition, by a Northern Man by Calvin Colton

She passed out into the garden, in a wet mist which hid everything from her sight, and she dare not hasten for fear of stepping upon his dead body.
— from The Daughter Pays by Reynolds, Baillie, Mrs.

Her hand had fallen from Mr. Pendyce's shoulder, and she did not put it back, but ran her fingers through and through each other, while the sunlight, traversing the narrow windows, caressed her from her hair down to her knees.
— from The Country House by John Galsworthy