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She awoke reluctantly, drawing the sheets closer in an effort to avoid the dazzling shaft of sunlight. Having lain motionless for a while she yawned, took a sly peep into the familiar room and sank her head once more into the inviting hollow of the lacy pillow. - Coningsby William Dawson, The Coast of Folly [1923] (ch. 1) It was on a blustering March morning in 1919 that Tabs regained his freedom. His last five months had been spent among doctors, having sundry bullets extracted from his legs. - Coningsby William Dawson, The Kingdom Round the Corner [1921] (ch. 1) Someone had asked Mary Viner as a child why she so disliked going to school, and had received the pregnant reply: "'Cos one does the same thing every day"; and at the age of three-and-twenty Mary was still resenting repetition. - George Warwick Deeping, Doomsday [1927] (pt. 1, ch. 1) She had been christened Barbara Irene. But, since the family name was Brown, she had taken to herself in the nursery the more intimate and characteristic name of Bib, and as Bib she had continued to be known until the irreverent affection of a rough and tumble girls' school had named her Billy. - George Warwick Deeping, Exile [1930] (ch. 1) Mr. Conrad Pybus collected pictures, and being the possessor of two "Constables," and three "Cotmans," he had some right to stretch out a large hand and to indicate the picture that was hung against the blue horizon. - George Warwick Deeping, Old Pybus [1928] The street was as black as a tunnel. - George Warwick Deeping, Old Wine and New [1932] (pt. 1, ch. 1) The girl was tempted by the open door. It was unusual for Hazzard to leave his door open. His habit was to shut it quietly and carefully, for like many other door in Roper's Row it had seen better days, and was suffering from decrepitude, strained hinges and a stammering lock. Hazzard knew the habits of that door. Unless you were firm with it and made sure that the catch had caught, the door would swing slowly back into the room, uttering a little creaking moan. It was a faithless, treasonable door. It was ready to betray you and your secrets, and Hazzard had many reasons for wishing to keep the door closed. - George Warwick Deeping, Roper's Row [1929] (ch. 1) Sorrell was trying to fasten the straps of the little brown portmanteau, but since the portmanteau was old and also very full, he had to deal with it tenderly. - George Warwick Deeping, Sorrell and Son [1925] Visitors from the Hotel Leopardi who climbed the mule path that went winding up the hillside through a forest of stone pines, would pass Martin Frensham's white villa half hidden among olive, orange, and mimosa trees. The villa stood in a miniature valley of its own, through which a torrent trickled untorrentially, save when heavy rains sent it foaming over the smooth white bowlders. - George Warwick Deeping, The Bridge of Desire [1931] (ch. 1) My True Name is so well known in the Records, or Registers at Newgate, and in the Old-Baily, and there are some things of such Consequence still depending there, relating to my particular Conduct, that it is not to be expected I should set my Name, or the Account of my Family to this Work; perhaps, after my Death it may be better known, at present it would not be proper, no, not tho' a general Pardon should be issued, even without Exceptions and reserve of Persons or Crimes. - Daniel Defoe, Moll Flanders [1722] I was born in the Year 1632, in the City of York, of a good Family, tho' not of that Country, my Father being a Foreigner of Bremen, who settled first at Hull; He got a good Estate by Merchandise, and leaving off his Trade, lived afterward at York, from whence he had married my Mother, whose Relations were named Robinson, a very good Family in that Country, and from whom I was called Robinson Kreutznaer; but by the usual Corruption of Words in England, we are now called, nay we call ourselves, and write our Name Crusoe, and so my Companions always call'd me. - Daniel Defoe, Robinson Crusoe [1719] Behold, yon comet shows his head again; Twice hath he thus at cross-turns thrown on us Prodigious looks, twice hath he troubled The waters of our eyes. See, he's turn'd wild; Go on, in God's name. - Thomas Dekker (Decker), The Honest Whore, Part One [1604] (Gasparo Trebatzi, Duke of Milan at act I, sc. i) "Is there anybody there?" said the Traveller, Knocking on the moonlit door. - Walter de la Mare, The Listener [1912] Dr. Lavendar and Goliath had toiled up the hill to call on old Mr. Benjamin Wright; when they jogged back in the late afternoon it was with the peculiar complacency which follows the doing of a disagreeable duty. - Margaret Deland, The Awakening of Helena Ritchie [1906] "Climb up this tree, and play house!" Elizabeth Ferguson commanded. - Margaret Deland, The Iron Woman [1911] Nicholas and Ernest Whiteoak were having tea together in Ernest's room. Ernest thought he felt one of his colds coming on and he feared to expose himself to the drafts of passage and hall in such weather. He had had tea brought up to him, therefore, and had asked Nick to join him. - Mazo de la Roche, Finch's Fortune [1931] (ch. 1) Wakefield Whiteoak ran on and on, faster and faster, till he could run no farther. - Mazo de la Roche, Jalna [1927] Renny Whiteoak stood with his brows drawn together but a smile softening his lips while a wire-haired terrier belonging to his brother Piers strove with controlled energy to dig her way into the burrow of some small animal. - Mazo de la Roche, The Master of Jalna [1933] Biddy Maloney stood at the window of her mistress's bedroom, and surveyed the world with eyes of stern disapproval. - Ethel May Dell, Greatheart [1912] (pt. I, ch. 1) "Fight? I'll fight you with pleasure, but I shall probably kill you if I do. Do you want to be killed?" - Ethel May Dell, The Bars of Iron [1916] (prologue) It was certainly not Caesar's fault. - Ethel May Dell, The Bars of Iron [1916] (pt. I, ch. 1) "My dear Maud, I hope I am not lacking in proper pride. But it is an accepted--though painful--fact that beggars cannot be choosers." - Ethel May Dell, The Hundredth Chance [1917] (pt. 1, ch. 1) A great roar of British voices pierced the jewelled curtain of the Indian night. A toast with musical honours was being drunk in the sweltering dining-room of the officers' mess. The enthusiastic hubbub spread far, for every door and window was flung side. Though the season was yet in its infancy, the heat was intense. - Ethel May Dell, The Lamp in the Desert [1919] (pt. 1, ch. 1) Some one had brought a ukulele. Some one who hit the strings with a gay discordancy, a gleeful insolence that seemed to say, "Sure, it's out of tune. Who cares?" - Vina Delmar, Bad Girl [1928] (pt. 1, ch. 1) First she must wash the seeds. - Lewis DeSoto, A Blade of Grass (ch. 1) Displaying page 10 of 42 for this topic: << Prev Next >> 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 [10] 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42
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