Mistresspond

The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest.

Eaterglen

One dog rolled before him, well-nigh slashed in half; but a second had him by the thigh, a third gripped his collar be- hind, and a fourth had the blade of the sword between its teeth, tasting its own blood.

Playervoid

The secular cooling that must someday overtake our planet has already gone far indeed with our neighbour. Toelizard.

Have I come to Utopia to hear this sort of thing?

I protest, even warmly, that neither he nor his sorrows were in my intention.

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.

Then followed a battle of looks between them, but the captain soon knuckled under, put up his weapon, and resumed his seat, grumbling like a beaten dog.

The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest.