But to the chamber which lies most westwardly of the seven, there are now none of the maskers who venture; for the night is waning away; and there flows a ruddier light through the blood-coloured panes; and the blackness of the sable drapery appals; and to him whose foot falls upon the sable carpet, there comes from the near clock of ebony a muffled peal more solemnly emphatic than any which reaches their ears who indulged in the more remote gaieties of the other apartments.
— from The Masque of the Red Death by Edgar Allan Poe

Four days were spent in thinking what name to give him, because (as he said to himself) it was not right that a horse belonging to a knight so famous, and one with such merits of his own, should be without some distinctive name, and he strove to adapt it so as to indicate what he had been before belonging to a knight-errant, and what he then was; for it was only reasonable that, his master taking a new character, he should take a new name, and that it should be a distinguished and full-sounding one, befitting the new order and calling he was about to follow.
— from Don Quixote by Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra

For some time after no news was heard of her.
— from The Monk: A Romance by M. G. (Matthew Gregory) Lewis

If you were my boy—and you'll excuse me for saying it—you wouldn't sleep there a night, not if I had to go there myself and pull the big alarm bell that's on the roof!'
— from Dracula's Guest by Bram Stoker

But to the chamber which lies most westwardly of the seven, there are now none of the maskers who venture; for the night is waning away; and there flows a ruddier light through the blood-colored panes; and the blackness of the sable drapery appals; and to him whose foot falls upon the sable carpet, there comes from the near clock of ebony a muffled peal more solemnly emphatic than any which reaches their ears who indulge in the more remote gaieties of the other apartments.
— from The Works of Edgar Allan Poe, The Raven Edition Table Of Contents And Index Of The Five Volumes by Edgar Allan Poe

“Hist!” said the wary woodsman, interrupting Heyward's exclamation of surprise; “the varlets are about the place, and any sounds that are not natural to witchcraft would bring them back upon us in a body.”
— from The Last of the Mohicans; A narrative of 1757 by James Fenimore Cooper

She took a new needleful of thread, waxed it carefully, threaded her needle with a steady hand, and then observed, with perfect composure— “It is hardly likely master would laugh, I should think, Miss, when he was in such danger: You must have been dreaming.”
— from Jane Eyre: An Autobiography by Charlotte Brontë

We have, it is true, a clear idea of division, as often as we think of it; but thereby we have no more a clear idea of infinite parts in matter, than we have a clear idea of an infinite number, by being able still to add new numbers to any assigned numbers we have: endless divisibility giving us no more a clear and distinct idea of actually infinite parts, than endless addibility (if I may so speak) gives us a clear and distinct idea of an actually infinite number: they both being only in a power still of increasing the number, be it already as great as it will.
— from An Essay Concerning Humane Understanding, Volume 1 MDCXC, Based on the 2nd Edition, Books 1 and 2 by John Locke

“If you say that again, Noddy Nixon, I’ll—” “Go easy,” whispered Jerry to his chum.
— from The Motor Boys in Strange Waters; or, Lost in a Floating Forest by Clarence Young

He argued with his conscience, that it was no such risk as that he was bound to encounter for regaining the open sea, since this attempt need never commit him past retreat.
— from The Unknown Sea by Clemence Housman

There are, as those who use the paper-knife to these volumes will discover, in this new issue of Messrs. CASSELL's, two blank pages for every two printed ones, so that a new novel might be written in MS. inside the printed one.
— from Punch, or the London Charivari, Volume 99, September 20, 1890 by Various

Wanting rocks, upon these quiet sands there are no native seaweeds, though fragments lie about, torn from beaches far away, and stranded.
— from Lancashire: Brief Historical and Descriptive Notes by Leo H. (Leo Hartley) Grindon

"My whole life has been useless," she thought, "and now, now, just when I might have found an object, I have flung it away like a rag!
— from Nostalgia by Grazia Deledda

Of course she took a new name and hired—temporarily—a new residence for each accident; but, as she moved from city to city, she was able to keep up the same old ruse for years.
— from The Confessions of Artemas Quibble Being the Ingenuous and Unvarnished History of Artemas Quibble, Esquire, One-Time Practitioner in the New York Criminal Courts, Together with an Account of the Divers Wiles, Tricks, Sophistries, Technicalities, and Sundry Artifices of Himself and Others of the Fraternity, Commonly Yclept "Shysters" or "Shyster Lawyers" by Arthur Cheney Train

There is an astonishing number of horizontal lines in the composition, but somehow they are not noticed, at least they do not offend the eye.
— from The Whistler Book A Monograph of the Life and Position in Art of James McNeill Whistler, Together with a Careful Study of His More Important Works by Sadakichi Hartmann

An age in which such true and noble natures as those of Quintilian, Tacitus, and Pliny the Younger were produced, need not be wholly despaired of.
— from The Apostles by Ernest Renan

We remember some that are not named in his manuscripts.
— from History of American Socialisms by John Humphrey Noyes

The old man found me a little confused, and under some concern when he named a Dutch ship, and said to me, “Sir, you need be under no apprehensions of the Dutch; I suppose they are not now at war with your nation?”—“No,” said I, “that’s true; but I know not what liberties men may take when they are out of the reach of the laws of their own country.”—“Why,” says he, “you are no pirates; what need you fear?
— from The Further Adventures of Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe