She fainted and sank upon the floor before St. Eustache could catch her in his arms.
— from The Three Brides, Love in a Cottage, and Other Tales by Francis A. (Francis Alexander) Durivage
And whether he was rich or poor, in the Rules or in the Prison, or wandering free, he would still be the same easy, careless creature, happy in the sunshine, happier by candlelight over a bowl of punch.
— from The Chaplain of the Fleet by James Rice
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