Gliding along the silent streets, and holding his course where they were darkest and most gloomy, the man who had left the widow's house crossed London Bridge, and arriving in the City, plunged into the backways, lanes, and courts […]

[…] which the players moved in a line while gripping the genitalia of those in front of them similar to an elephant walk.

From a big msasa tree that shaded the veranda a pigeon was cooing regularly.

Although not physically injured in the car accident, she received some psychological harm.