As she came up the street, on her return, she saw three, yes, four, heads popping in and out of the parlor windows, and the moment they saw her, several hands were waved, and several joyful voices screamed,— "Here's a letter from the old gentleman!
— from Little Women; Or, Meg, Jo, Beth, and Amy by Louisa May Alcott

Suddenly a fearful scream rent the air, and the next instant the slaves came up the steps, carrying with them the body of the old man, who had fainted from sorrow!
— from The Arabian Nights Entertainments by Andrew Lang

It is certainly a remarkable fact, that the minute unstriped muscles, by which the hairs thinly scattered over man's almost naked body are erected, should have been preserved to the present day; and that they should still contract under the same emotions, namely, terror and rage, which cause the hairs to stand on end in the lower members of the Order to which man belongs.
— from The Expression of the Emotions in Man and Animals by Charles Darwin

It would have been a miracle indeed, if, while a gang of ruffians were perpetrating, at a given locality, a most unheard-of wrong, there should have been another similar gang, in a similar locality, in the same city, under the same circumstances, with the same means and appliances, engaged in a wrong of precisely the same aspect, at precisely the same period of time!
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 1 by Edgar Allan Poe

And then again, when I sit by myself, and all the house is still, I think I hear his step coming up the street, and my heart begins to flutter and beat; but the sound always goes past—and Peter never comes.
— from Cranford by Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell

This Account raised my Curiosity so far, that I begged my Friend Sir Roger to go with me into her Hovel, which stood in a solitary Corner under the side of the Wood.
— from The Spectator, Volume 1 Eighteenth-Century Periodical Essays by Steele, Richard, Sir

Still time went on; night came, the sounds in the streets ceased—and still my uncle went on, not even answering our worthy cook when she called us to supper.
— from A Journey to the Centre of the Earth by Jules Verne

Not having ovens, nor any suitable cooking utensils, the slaves mixed their meal with a little water, to such thickness that a spoon would stand erect in it; and, after the wood had burned away to coals and ashes, they would place the dough between oak leaves and lay it carefully in the ashes, completely covering it; hence, the bread is called ash cake.
— from My Bondage and My Freedom by Frederick Douglass

A NIGHTMARE To Edmund Clerihew Bentley A cloud was on the mind of men, and wailing went the weather, Yea, a sick cloud upon the soul when we were boys together.
— from The Man Who Was Thursday: A Nightmare by G. K. (Gilbert Keith) Chesterton

She came up the stairs almost shyly.
— from Cheerful—By Request by Edna Ferber

She came upon this side-path more quickly than she had expected, but turned into it without misgiving, and satisfied that she would come out at the right place, she walked on, allowing her thoughts to re-absorb her.
— from Philippa by Mrs. Molesworth

" Such were the words of Hermocrates; after whom Euphemus, the Athenian ambassador, spoke as follows: "Although we came here only to renew the former alliance, the attack of the Syracusans compels us to speak of our empire and of the good right we have to it.
— from The History of the Peloponnesian War by Thucydides

A tender heart—a heart of joys and sorrows—of ever-changing emotions, coming and passing like shadows thrown by straggling clouds upon the sun-lit stream!
— from The Rifle Rangers by Mayne Reid

At first but little could be seen of the Peacock , but when the sun came up they saw her plainly, heading toward the northwest.
— from The Rover Boys on the Great Lakes; Or, The Secret of the Island Cave by Edward Stratemeyer

"Good-morning," they said, coming up the steps, the captain adding in jesting tones, "Ah, Max, my son, you seem to be making an early return to the business begun yesterday."
— from Elsie in the South by Martha Finley

She cogitated upon the singular destiny which had cast her between the love of a Reuben and [Pg 57] that of a Lord Mowbray, between a saint and a demon.
— from Garrick's Pupil by Augustin Filon

Otherwise even a slight crust upon the snow will in time cut the babiche strands.
— from Packing and Portaging by Dillon Wallace

‘And what could have put such an idea into the poor fellow’s head?’ said I. ‘Oh, he and I have had some conversation upon the state of his affairs,’ said the man in black; ‘I think he might make a page 598 p. 598 rather useful convert in these parts, provided things take a certain turn, as they doubtless will.
— from Lavengro: The Scholar, The Gypsy, The Priest by George Borrow