Then she laughed. It was almost a racking laugh. It shook her as the wind shakes a tree. I thought there was puzzlement in it, not exactly surprise, but as if a new idea had been added to something already known and it didn't fit. Then i thought that was too much to get out of a laugh.
Raymond Chandler
The Big Sleep
1939
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Robert Hollingsworth
San Francisco 1953
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