The two tall figures—Crane's slender, wiry, at perfect ease; Seaton's broad-shouldered, powerful, prowling about with unconscious, feline suppleness and grace—and the two handsome, high-bred, intellectual faces, each wearing a look of eager happiness, fully justified Dunark's answer.
— from The Skylark of Space by E. E. (Edward Elmer) Smith

He was as grave and sober as she appeared light and frivolous, and she walked by his side with a peculiar elastic step, that seemed hardly to touch the carpet, laughing and talking to him just as if fifty pair of eyes were not riveted upon her as the pair entered.
— from In a Steamer Chair, and Other Stories by Robert Barr

“Well, I didn’t mean that getting stung was a pleasure exactly,” said he, “but we do have dandy times.”
— from Winona of the Camp Fire by Margaret Widdemer

I had many conversations on the point with one of my teachers, a young man of very wide experience, who combined in an unusual way a close scientific knowledge of the subject with a peculiar emotional sympathy.
— from The Child of the Dawn by Arthur Christopher Benson

Perfectly pale, she gazed at him under the gas of the portico on which they had paused: “Then deserve me...” she said, with a pretty enigmatical smile, a smile that gleamed upon her delicate white teeth.
— from Tartarin On The Alps by Alphonse Daudet

We went on talking and forgot all about the cigars, until Berri, who is very sensitive to any kind of scent or odor, suddenly looked up and said,— "What a perfectly excruciating smell!
— from The Diary of a Freshman by Charles Macomb Flandrau

She was dressed in a mixture of patches, but all were fitted to her perfect shape with a Parisian elegance sensed even by-backwoodsmen.
— from The Cursed Patois From "Mackinac And Lake Stories", 1899 by Mary Hartwell Catherwood

To sing was a painful effort; she grew indifferent to what passed around her.
— from Pearl-Fishing; Choice Stories from Dickens' Household Words; First Series by Charles Dickens

And yet----" her face grew sharp with a pitiful eagerness, she moved forward and laid her hand on his arm.
— from On the Face of the Waters: A Tale of the Mutiny by Flora Annie Webster Steel

In Washington, (Mexico,) and at the capitals of each of the eighty-five [ 33 ] States of the Americas the Manila Centennial was signalized with a patriotic enthusiasm seldom equaled but never eclipsed.
— from Looking Forward: A Dream of the United States of the Americas in 1999 by Arthur Bird