1 It was a day in late April, and the sweetness of spring was in the air.
2 She had no umbrella and the moisture quickly penetrated her thin spring dress.
3 Mrs. Dorset, for reasons we needn't go into, did you a beastly bad turn last spring.
4 She had come abroad with the Welly Brys at the moment when fashion flees the inclemency of the New York spring.
5 There was, however, one topic she could rely on: one spring that she had only to touch to set his simple machinery in motion.
6 And cousin Grace Van Osburgh accuses him of having had a very bad influence on Freddy, who left Harvard last spring, and has been a great deal with Ned ever since.
7 The name, as Gerty saw with a clutch at the heart, had loosened the springs of self-pity in her friend's dry breast, and tear by tear Lily poured out the measure of her anguish.
8 From beneath its luggage-laden top, she caught the wave of a signalling hand; and the next moment Mrs. Fisher, springing to the street, had folded her in a demonstrative embrace.
9 The New York winter had presented an interminable perspective of snow-burdened days, reaching toward a spring of raw sunshine and furious air, when the ugliness of things rasped the eye as the gritty wind ground into the skin.
10 Miss Bart, glowing with the haste of a precipitate descent upon the train, headed a group composed of the Dorsets, young Silverton and Lord Hubert Dacey, who had barely time to spring into the carriage, and envelop Selden in ejaculations of surprise and welcome, before the whistle of departure sounded.