This houri of Sa'adi would not pause to note the difference in writing; the vitalness of the subject would enchain her thoughts.

It was all accomplished in the space of a few minutes.

Smiling, he passed out into the fast settling twilight.
They were shipping a lion to San Francisco, and the roaring and confusion were all very satisfactory to the trespasser.
Midnight.

From afar came the mellow notes of the bells in the ancient Spanish mission.

The old year was dead, the new year was born, carrying with it the unchanging sound of happiness and misery, of promises made and promises broken, of good and evil.
"The packet!" cried Winnie.
Kathlyn recognized in that call that Winnie was only a child.