It is on this principle, too, that the small concentrated residues of great operations in the arts are almost sure to be the lurking places of new chemical ingredients: witness iodine, brome, selenium, and the new metals accompanying platina in the experiments of Wollaston and Tennant.
— from Preliminary Discourse on the Study of Natural Philosophy by John F. W. (John Frederick William) Herschel

"(58) Drake(59) affirms, that Richard knighted at York a natural son called Richard of Gloucester, and supposes it to be the same person of whom Peck has preserved so extraordinary an account.(60)
— from Historic Doubts on the Life and Reign of King Richard the Third by Horace Walpole

"Then you will soon come to swaddling clothes," remarked old Grois drily.
— from For Sceptre and Crown: A Romance of the Present Time. Vol. 1 (of 2) by Gregor Samarow

It is like a straight trench, and at intervals there are little villages, built of most filthy chalets, the said chalets raised on great stones.
— from The Path to Rome by Hilaire Belloc

She climbed recklessly over gates, and plunged through copses; her hair was soon almost on her shoulders, flying from her face in wisps, straggling round her ears; her face became flushed and moist with the heat—she tore her sleeve, and scraps of bramble hung on her skirt.
— from The Three Furlongers by Sheila Kaye-Smith

It is on this principle, too, that the small concentrated residues of great operations in the arts are almost sure to be the lurking places of new chemical ingredients: witness iodine, brome, selenium, and the new metals accompanying platina in the experiments of Wollaston and [pg 436]
— from A System of Logic, Ratiocinative and Inductive (Vol. 1 of 2) by John Stuart Mill

She had experienced a shock from which she could rally only gradually; she looked broken.
— from Daughter of the Sun A Tale of Adventure by Jackson Gregory

Instantly a dozen knowing eyes were fixed on it, and a buzz of voices was heard; and soon Gerard saw the prior point more than once, and the monk came back, looking as proud as Punch, with a savoury crustade ryal, or game pie gravied and spiced, for Gerard, and a silver grace cup full of rich pimentum.
— from The Cloister and the Hearth by Charles Reade