When they had overpowered me, and I stood, my hands bound behind me, at the girl's side, she gazed commiseratingly at me.
— from The Lost Continent by Edgar Rice Burroughs
Thinking thus, desolation took hold of me and I sat myself down on a rock and covered my face with my hands that I might not see the tears, which I knew were gathering in my eyes, as they fell from them.
— from The Virgin of the Sun by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard
After this his other murders and intrigues seem more justified.
— from The Growth of English Drama by Arnold Wynne
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