For the moment Tristram imagined that he must be in the midst of a sea-fight at the very Leat.
"The Blue Pavilions"
Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch
Sometimes they were silent, and the next moment they broke into chorus like a pack of hounds, while occasionally there came a shrill rate from one of the old women who watched them from the cottages, calling back some too venturesome boy from the deep water of the mill-Leat.
"The Drummer's Coat"
J. W. Fortescue
Hastily completing her arrangements in the other rooms, she entered the village again, and called at once on the postmistress, Elizabeth Leat, an intimate friend of hers, and a female who sported several unique diseases and afflictions.
"Desperate Remedies"
Thomas Hardy