He was anxious not to joggle his companion's reserve, as if he feared that the spilling of a drop or two of what was passing in her mind might leave a few acid scars upon his complacency.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
The consciousness of what had been going on in Kingsnorth's mind, in Judge Barton's, in the Commissioner's, burnt like acid on a wound.
"The Locusts' Years"
Mary Helen Fee
As a wine it was a failure, but as a fruit acid it enabled us to make soda biscuits with a new and delicate flavor.
"My Attainment of the Pole"
Frederick A. Cook