The weather had been very mild and rather stormy, ever since the Christmas frost broke up, and now in the first week of the year, the air was quite gentle and pleasant.
— from Perlycross: A Tale of the Western Hills by R. D. (Richard Doddridge) Blackmore
Dave, bare-footed and bare-headed, in snow-white moles and red shirt, entered standing majestically upon old Ned's back.
— from On Our Selection by Steele Rudd
that dinner was for me a real suffering; everybody seemed to be under some constraint; even Matenko was not up to his standard.
— from The Journal of Countess Françoise Krasinska, Great Grandmother of Victor Emmanuel by Klementyna Tańska-Hoffmanowa
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