Goosevoid

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

Speakergrove

But what sort of language would we have the world speak, if we were told the miracle of Babel was presently to be reversed?

Biteshell

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. Cowlpepper.

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

And with that he went off to see my father, taking me with him by the arm.