'Darling, it's good to be alive, isn't it? We're going to be happy, you and I, happy — happy.'
from The Closing Door
He laughed then, and took her hand, and gave her the reins; and she did not look back over her shoulder again, but set her face towards the Tamar.
from Jamaica Inn
[They used to hang men at Four Turnings in the old days.] Not any more though.
from My Cousin Rachel
And the ashes blew towards us with the salt wind from the sea.