Finally they both grew silent, and in a little while there came a snore from Mrs. Kemp; her head fell forward to her chest; Liza tumbled from her chair on to the bed, and sprawling across it fell asleep.
"Liza of Lambeth"
W. Somerset Maugham
A ready snore was the only answer.
"The Shepherd of the North"
Richard Aumerle Maher
The Goody did, and the smile died slowly off into a snore.
"Somehow Good"
William de Morgan