A cold chill
went to Tom's heart, he didn't know why; for he did not reflect that such words, from such an incongruous source, and so solemnly delivered, could not easily fail of that effect.
There was no voice of rebuke; but there were averted eyes; there was a silence and an air of solemnity that struck a chill
to the culprit's heart.
Life was rather dull and dreary, however, and in the chill
and gloom of November weather, with the vision of other people's turkeys bursting with fat, and other people's golden pumpkins and squashes and corn being garnered into barns, the young Simpsons groped about for some inexpensive form of excitement, and settled upon the selling of soap for a premium.
It was enough to chill
the blood and stiffen the hair of an ordinary man to hear him talk.
Linton and his daughter would frequently walk out among the reapers; at the carrying of the last sheaves they stayed till dusk, and the evening happening to be chill
and damp, my master caught a bad cold, that settled obstinately on his lungs, and confined him indoors throughout the whole of the winter, nearly without intermission.
He was not himself aware, nor was any one else, how he had caught the chill
Involuntarily I looked round me, as I was accustomed to look round me when I went home; for, these mysterious words gave me a chill
He stood and listened, and gazed for a long while--there was really something on the road coming towards him then, but he caught no sign of it; and the stillness and the wide trackless snow seemed to narrow his solitude, and touched his yearning with the chill
In fact, a chill
tremor went through me as I realised that, to all intent, I was at length respectably settled down, with quite a considerable retrospect of happy married life.
It was still quite early, and the coldest morning that I think I ever was abroad in--a chill
that pierced into the marrow.
But his master was not there; he was staying, it appeared, at the house in Murrayfield; and though the butler would have been glad enough to have taken his place and given all the news of the family, John, struck with a little chill
, was eager to be gone.
Shrubs are gone, Withered the grass; all chill
as the white rime Of early morn.