Where are you going to now, Barbara Mihailovna?
— from Plays by Anton Chekhov, Second Series by Anton Pavlovich Chekhov

‘Where are you going, Chanticleer?’ said he.
— from Grimms' Fairy Tales by Wilhelm Grimm

His father was a younger son of the first Earl of Manchester.
— from The Spectator, Volume 1 Eighteenth-Century Periodical Essays by Steele, Richard, Sir

It was only that morning Anne had said, “If you went to your own room at midnight, locked the door, pulled down the blind, and SNEEZED, Mrs. Lynde would ask you the next day how your cold was!”
— from Anne of Avonlea by L. M. (Lucy Maud) Montgomery

"Why are yours so small?"
— from Little Lucy's Wonderful Globe by Charlotte M. (Charlotte Mary) Yonge

In the eastern sky there was a yellow patch like a rug laid for the feet of the coming sun; and against it, black and patternlike, loomed the gigantic figure of the colonel on a gigantic horse.
— from The Red Badge of Courage: An Episode of the American Civil War by Stephen Crane

Is there anything else?’ ‘Sir,’ returned Mr. Littimer, slightly lifting up his eyebrows, but not his eyes, ‘there was a young woman who fell into dissolute courses, that I endeavoured to save, sir, but could not rescue.
— from David Copperfield by Charles Dickens

Unfortunately I am not on terms... otherwise... but Nicolai Ardalionovitch, who adores you with all his youthful soul, might help, too.”
— from The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoyevsky

"What are you holding in your hand?
— from The Trial by Franz Kafka

"What are you staring at?" asks she presently.
— from The Hoyden by Duchess

Your father's widow and your late guardian and trustee have certainly a right to ask the whereabouts of the money and the land.
— from The Catholic World, Vol. 20, October 1874‐March 1875 by Various

"What ails you?"
— from The Letter of Credit by Susan Warner

It was a young woman who, advancing through the crowd until she stood in the first row, broke into a saeta to Jesus.
— from The Blood of the Arena by Vicente Blasco Ibáñez

"Why, thank you, Fairbanks," acknowledged Black, looking very much mystified at this strange preface--"but what are you driving at?"
— from Ralph of the Roundhouse; Or, Bound to Become a Railroad Man by Allen Chapman

It was a year of dead loss, and there was nothing left for it but to get through the winter as comfortably as possible, and prepare for taking the field in the spring with greater experience, and
— from Bentley's Miscellany, Volume I by Various

If I was a young man like you, I might, but now...." Bayard slammed up the receiver and turned away, staring at the floor.
— from Bruce of the Circle A by Harold Titus

You could never do anything to make you more fit for heaven than you now are, vile, sinful, guilty wretch as you may be.”
— from The Cruise of the Mary Rose; Or, Here and There in the Pacific by William Henry Giles Kingston

"But who are you?" asked Kmita.
— from The Deluge: An Historical Novel of Poland, Sweden, and Russia. Vol. 1 (of 2) by Henryk Sienkiewicz

"Can you tell me who asked you to do this work."
— from The Crime of the Century; Or, The Assassination of Dr. Patrick Henry Cronin by Henry M. Hunt