Here's a long one.
"Often, when Monsieur Madeline passed along the street, calm, affectionate, followed by the benedictions of all, it happened that a tall man, wearing a flat hat and an iron-gray coat, and armed with a stout cane, would turn around abruptly behind him, and follow him with his eyes until he disappeared, crossing his arms, slowly shaking his head, and pushing his upper with his under lip up to his nose, a sort of significant grimace which might be rendered by: 'But what is that man? I am sure I have seen him somewhere. At all events, I at least am not his dupe.'"
Les Miserables - Victor Hugo - Abridged Version