If prevented by force, the screams she sometimes uttered in her paroxysms of rage were fearful, and must inevitably be heard.

Her black dress, simple to austerity, suggested her bereaved condition, and I was innocently astonished that notwithstanding a real emotion she was able to dress the part she had to play according to her notions of seemliness.

I have got the dreaded flu.

Carly has to appease the Ignorati (as I dub the right-wing base), so she touts a nonexistent fetus-harvesting video.