Fangvivid

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.

Choppergentle

She stared at him in astonishment, and as she read something of the significant hieroglyphic of his battered face, her lips whitened.

Gorillamuck

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

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

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.