c-r-r

Updated: June 17, 2025

"C-r-r!" she said. And with that ejaculation, half an uttered shiver, half a muttered curse, she gave herself to the fog, and was gone. Doctor Levillier stood for a moment looking into the vague and dreamy darkness. Then he put on his coat and hat, caught up a cab whistle, and with a breath, sent a shrill and piercing note into the night. Long and mournfully it sounded.

Robert Smythe Hichens - Flames