br-r-h

Updated: August 25, 2026

I shall be jealous, I tell you and br-r-h! what a mistral of a draught!" He came into the room rubbing his hands, half scolding, half laughing, with the drops of melted snow yet shining on his furred robe from his walk across the garden. I saw him halt on the threshold and look about him, prepared to call "Hola!" once again.

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - Sir John Constantine : Memoirs of His Adventures At Home and Abroad and Particularly in the Island of Corsica: Beginning with the Year 1756