The sacrifice she had made had seemed unavailing enough; no trace remained in Lily of the subduing influences of that hour; but Gerty's tenderness, disciplined by long years of contact with obscure and inarticulate suffering, could wait on its object with a silent forbearance which took no account of time.
— from The House of Mirth by Edith Wharton

One was that it seemed unlikely enough now that papa would ever be able to send him to school at all—I mean, of course, to the big public school, for which his name had been down for ever so long, and on which, like all English boys, his heart was set.
— from The House That Grew by Mrs. Molesworth

In some of the Scotch universities even now the students choose the rector.
— from An Epitome of the History of Medicine by Roswell Park

Placed on the lumber of the stalls around the open market were pots and pans of burning disinfectants that cast flickering shadows upon everything near them; upon, too, a little group of persons gathered in the middle of the spot where once the Provence roses and the great luscious-scented lilies of the south, and the crimson fuchsias, had been sold in handfuls by the flower-girls.
— from Servants of Sin: A Romance by John Bloundelle-Burton

Hare-Lip sniffed and sneered and Hoo-Hoo snickered, until Edwin nudged them to be silent.
— from The Scarlet Plague by Jack London

In conversation his countenance had a sinister unpleasant expression, notwithstanding that it was generally covered with a half-formed smile.
— from Travels in the Interior of Brazil Principally through the northern provinces, and the gold and diamond districts, during the years 1836-1841 by George Gardner

"We'll have to sit up every night this week in order to get all these things wrapped," sighed Grace, on the Monday afternoon before Thanksgiving, as she stood resting after a spirited rehearsal of the dance that she and Miriam Nesbit were to do, and which was to be one of the features of the gypsy camp.
— from Grace Harlowe's Senior Year at High School by Josephine Chase

The first I had rather possess than any seat upon earth: not that I think it the most beautiful of all., though charming, but because I am so intimate with all its proprietors for the last thousand years.
— from The Letters of Horace Walpole, Earl of Orford — Volume 4 by Horace Walpole