The Storm—Chap. lv.
I walked up to where he was sitting, and said, "How do you do, Mr. Chillip!"—Chap. lix.
For an instant, a distressful shadow crossed her face; but, even in the start it gave me, it was gone—Chap. lx.
I took Agnes in my arm to the back of her chair, and we both leaned over her—Chap. lxii.
