Swallowsapphire

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

Touchsly

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

Fighterchocolate

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

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.

I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me!

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