1 It seemed to him an age since he was there before.
2 The three weeks he spent on his back this time seemed an entire age.
3 The master, Mr. Dobbins, had reached middle age with an unsatisfied ambition.
4 He talked hopefully to Becky; but an age of anxious waiting passed and no sounds came again.
5 They waited a time that seemed an age, and then the same muffled boom troubled the solemn hush.
6 A new-comer of any age or either sex was an im-pressive curiosity in the poor little shabby village of St. Petersburg.
7 A very little boy stood up and sheepishly recited, "You'd scarce expect one of my age to speak in public on the stage," etc.
8 In one place, near at hand, a stalagmite had been slowly growing up from the ground for ages, builded by the water-drip from a stalactite overhead.
9 Mr. Dobbins' lashings were very vigorous ones, too; for although he carried, under his wig, a perfectly bald and shiny head, he had only reached middle age, and there was no sign of feebleness in his muscle.
10 Presently they came to a place where a little stream of water, trickling over a ledge and carrying a limestone sediment with it, had, in the slow-dragging ages, formed a laced and ruffled Niagara in gleaming and imperishable stone.
11 He had never seen as much as fifty dollars in one mass before, and he was like all boys of his age and station in life, in that he imagined that all references to "hundreds" and "thousands" were mere fanciful forms of speech, and that no such sums really existed in the world.