We are all dogged by the humour of following events when we start on a wind of passion.

I could almost fancy myself an accomplice.

I realized the scene with such intensity in the light running at his heels: it may be quite true that I laughed in the hearing of his messenger as I folded up the letter.

That was the man's report.

I am not commonly one to be forgetful of due observances.
The prospect of the possible eternal separation from my beloved pricked my mechanical wits and set them tracing the consequent line by which I had been brought to this pass as to a natural result.