Now, looking upward, he repeated softly and reverently: "'Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning.'
— from The Rosary by Florence L. (Florence Louisa) Barclay

The girls were now on their way upstairs, and when a half-hour later Ruth entered Julia’s room, each girl gave an exclamation of delight.
— from Brenda's Cousin at Radcliffe: A Story for Girls by Helen Leah Reed