Shivering

Examples

• Then they stood on the bank shivering, and so chagrined and so grieved, that they merited holiest compassion. Mark Twain. The Innocents Abroad.
• For hours the fury of the storm continued without surcease, and still the tribe huddled close in shivering fear. Edgar Rice Burroughs. Tarzan of the Apes.
• Light or heavy whatever goes into the Shivering Sand is sucked down, and seen no more. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• We looked at each other, and then we looked at the tide, oozing in smoothly, higher and higher, over the Shivering Sand. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• Mrs. Peniston felt as if there had been a contagious illness in the house, and she was doomed to sit shivering among her contaminated furniture. Edith Wharton. The House of Mirth.
• The very birds of the air, as it seems to me, give the Shivering Sand a wide berth. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• And then I shall go to the Shivering Sand--don't be afraid of my letting my footmarks betray me! Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• Miss Wren's troublesome child was in the corner in deep disgrace, and exhibiting great wretchedness in the shivering stage of prostration from drink. Charles Dickens. Our Mutual Friend.
• It was plain enough that she was posed by the same difficulty which had posed Mr. Franklin and me in our conference at the Shivering Sand. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• Pray draw up to it, and I shall order you a cup of hot coffee, for I observe that you are shivering. Arthur Conan Doyle. The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes.
• There escaped from Eustacia one of those shivering sighs which used to shake her like a pestilent blast. Thomas Hardy. The Return of the Native.
• He started for the Shivering Sand, at a rate that my legs (though well enough preserved for my time of life) had no hope of matching. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• After leaving Mr. Franklin and me at the Shivering Sand, Rosanna, it appeared, had returned to the house in a very unaccountable state of mind. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
• Looking up, I saw my little maid shivering from head to foot. Charles Dickens. Bleak House.
• Bless the girl, what are you shivering about? Arthur Conan Doyle. The Return of Sherlock Holmes.

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