As for the property which was the sign of that broken tie, she would have been glad to be free from it and have nothing more than her original fortune which had been settled on her, if there had not been duties attached to ownership, which she ought not to flinch from.
— from Middlemarch by George Eliot

Driving through the city we had recourse to smelling-bottles, as owing to the open drains each side the streets the odours which saluted our nostrils were rather trying.
— from India Impressions, With some notes of Ceylon during a winter tour, 1906-7. by Walter Crane

As for Robert, it did not occur to him to consider whether the other was surprised or not, or to be curious how it affected him.
— from At His Gates: A Novel. Vol. 1 (of 3) by Mrs. (Margaret) Oliphant

Yet I cannot but reluctantly declare my judgment, that this terrible tragedy is to be attributed, so far as human agency is looked at, to our wretched system, or no-system , of life-boats.
— from Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli, Volume II by Margaret Fuller

[Pg 1] MARTIN VAN BUREN CHAPTER I AMERICAN POLITICS WHEN VAN BUREN'S CAREER BEGAN.—JEFFERSON'S INFLUENCE It sometimes happened during the anxious years when the terrors of civil war, though still smouldering, were nearly aflame, that on Wall Street or Nassau Street, busy men of New York saw Martin Van Buren and his son walking arm in arm.
— from Martin Van Buren by Edward Morse Shepard

“Just in the ordinary way,” said old Nancy.
— from Knock Three Times! by Marion St. John Webb

“Some one has looked for you,” said the old woman, “some one not your uncle.
— from The Phantom Treasure by Harriet Pyne Grove

Aunt Grace thought very well of her; she told the old woman she ought not to have Bridyeen serving in the bar.
— from Love of Brothers by Katharine Tynan

When he saw that, my assailant dropped me with a curse; then—the opposite wall swung open noiselessly, closed again without a sound, and I was alone.
— from The Circular Staircase by Mary Roberts Rinehart

“Say,” the agent was lonesome, “I heard down at the Oasis last night that The Orphant was seen out near the Cross Bar-8 yesterday.
— from The Orphan by Clarence Edward Mulford