Now their savage intonations grew more and more distant, assuring me that I was leaving them.
— from Twelve Years a Slave Narrative of Solomon Northup, a Citizen of New-York, Kidnapped in Washington City in 1841, and Rescued in 1853, from a Cotton Plantation near the Red River in Louisiana by Solomon Northup

I almost envied the unfettered, vigorous fluency of her discourse, and the strong sense evinced by everything she said—and yet, I did not; for, though I occasionally regretted my own deficiencies for his sake, it gave me very great pleasure to sit and hear the two beings I loved and honoured above every one else in the world, discoursing together so amicably, so wisely, and so well.
— from Agnes Grey by Anne Brontë

Breakfast time approached while I mused these musings and called these ancient happenings back to mind; so I got me back into the present and went down the hill.
— from Life on the Mississippi by Mark Twain

For an instant, a distressful shadow crossed her face; but, even in the start it gave me, it was gone; and she was playing on, and looking at me with her own calm smile.
— from David Copperfield by Charles Dickens

Now that Suvorov is gone maybe he will give us a drubbing.
— from Pan Tadeusz Or, the Last Foray in Lithuania; a Story of Life Among Polish Gentlefolk in the Years 1811 and 1812 by Adam Mickiewicz

Quiet among the undertakers and the equipages and the calves of so many legs all steeped in grief, Mr. Bucket sits concealed in one of the inconsolable carriages and at his ease surveys the crowd through the lattice blinds.
— from Bleak House by Charles Dickens

“Ah!” says he, falling again to smiling, “I got my wastefulness from the same man I got the buttons from; and that was my poor father, Duncan Stewart, grace be to him!
— from Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson

For since these arms of mine had seven years' pith, Till now some nine moons wasted, they have used Their dearest action in the tented field, And little of this great world can I speak, More than pertains to feats of broil and battle; And therefore little shall I grace my cause
— from The Complete Works of William Shakespeare by William Shakespeare

We were successful in getting money enough so that on Thanksgiving Day of that year we held our first service in the chapel of Porter Hall, although the building was not completed.
— from Up from Slavery: An Autobiography by Booker T. Washington

" "Where shall I go, Master?" said Raicharan, in a choking voice, folding his hands; "I am old.
— from The Hungry Stones, and Other Stories by Rabindranath Tagore

So I grabbed my Colt and opened as we sailed into their front.
— from Frontier Ballads by Joseph Mills Hanson

" Annette put down the cake she was fingering, and, looking up through darkened lashes, said: "Shall I give Maman any message?" "My regards.
— from To Let by John Galsworthy

“Now that I have given myself wholly to you in thought, to whom else should I give myself?—to God.
— from The Thirteen by Honoré de Balzac

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— from Argentina, Legend and History by Lucio Vicente López

So I grabbed my old man and we cleared out.
— from Warren Commission (14 of 26): Hearings Vol. XIV (of 15) by United States. Warren Commission

“Is it so?” said I, making believe to look after him, the rather since it gave me an excuse to turn my back on them.
— from Joyce Morrell's Harvest The Annals of Selwick Hall by Emily Sarah Holt

Since then the proportion has advanced to 1 in 19, in addition to which the Indian seed is grown mostly as a mixed crop with [301] mustard and colza: pure linseed oil can only be obtained by picking out the seeds individually.
— from Pigments, Paint and Painting: A practical book for practical men by George Terry

After her usual prayers she paused a moment and then added, “And, O Lord, please help me to be steady in giving missionary money.”
— from A Missionary Twig by Emma L. Burnett