As the yacht sped along there was a sudden swerve, and the helmsman said—
By Jove, I believe she’s broken her rudder.
Oh, well, said the young girl, what does it matter? It’s under water, and I’m sure nobody will notice it.
A sentimental novelist once wrote: Edwin then kissed Angelina under the silent stars.
The compositor set it up thus:
Edwin then kicked Angelina under the cellar stairs.
Old Smith was busy in his back yard with saw and hatchet while his wife nursed a bad cold in the house, when a neighbor came to the fence.