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And all broke into clear, frosty laughter. She cried out in protest, and told them that Suffragettes were not really fierce at all, and that the newspapers just told a lot of lies about them, and that anyway it was only old-fashioned women who were jealous, and they listened with smiling, benevolent deference, which she enjoyed until her eyes lighted on Richard, and she saw that he was more absorbed in her effect on his friends than in herself.
They donned the school cap of black flannel, with the crest worked in silk upon the front, and went out to enjoy some fresh air and sunshine in the playground. It was a bright, frosty day, and the whole place seemed full of life and activity. There was plenty to engage their attention, and much that was new and singular after their comparatively quiet playground at The Birches.
And in Winter time, when the Weather is frosty, shut up all the Lights or Windows into such Cellars, and cover them close with fresh Horse-Dung, or Horse-Litter; but 'tis much better to have no Lights or Windows at all to any Cellar, for the reasons I have given above.
It was a clear, frosty day, sunless and excessively cold, but Olivia felt a certain exhilaration in the ring of the horses' hoofs on the hard road, and the brisk exercise brought such a glow to her face, that more than one passer-by looked at her approvingly. There are no cosmetiques so beneficial as good health, happiness, and an easy conscience.
Children, when the cold is as great as the cold of the snow, it is called frost. Say that, Guido. What is the word? Now you, Giannina. And the snow which is so cold is ... what? Who can guess? A child. Frozen. Say: the snow is frozen. We came indoors, because it is frosty outside, and inside it is ... Children. Warm. But we brought with us a frozen thing which is called ... Children. Snow.
“My fairest——” “Don’t!” she interrupted, stamping her foot on the frosty road, and then inconsequently burst into tears. The Baron and Mr Bunker looked at one another. “It is a fine night for a walk, and the cab, I’m afraid, is smashed beyond hope of redemption. Give the lady your arm, Baron; we must eventually arrive somewhere.”
I was on the last scene of the last act of my play ... the disciples, after the crucifixion, were gathered in the upper room again, waiting for the resurrected Christ to appear to take the seat left vacant for Him.... I looked up from the page over which my frosty fingers crawled.... The boards were smoking faintly.
When he had passed out of the gate Nekhludoff took a deep breath and long continued to breathe in deep draughts of frosty air. It had cleared up and was starlight. Except in a few places the mud was frozen hard when Nekhludoff returned to his inn and knocked at one of its dark windows. The broad-shouldered labourer came barefooted to open the door for him and let him in.
The train was just starting, and Delia, crimson, found herself mechanically shaking hands with Mark Winnington. "You're going up to town?" She stammered it. "I didn't know " "I shall be in town for a few days. Are you quite comfortable? A footwarmer?" For the day was cold and frosty, with a bitter east wind. "I'm quite warm, thank you."
For some time the submarine boys strolled about, enjoying the air and the views they obtained of buildings and grounds. Back at Dunhaven the air had been frosty. Here, at this more southern port, the October night was balmy, wholly pleasant. "I wonder if these cadets here ever have any real fun?" questioned Eph Somers. "I've heard or read that they do," laughed Hal. "What sort of fun?"
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