1 The wind began to get boisterous.
2 The rain falls very heavy, and the wind has risen.
3 The wind brought the sounds of the church clock to the window.
4 The wind blew from the quarter where the day would soon appear, and still blew strongly.
5 Stephen came out of the hot mill into the damp wind and cold wet streets, haggard and worn.
6 Every one waited with his grasp set, and his body bent down to the work, ready to reverse and wind in.
7 She had nothing to do, then, but to cover herself with her shawl before going out into the wind and rain.
8 He was certain to knock the wind out of common sense, and render that unlucky adversary deaf to the call of time.
9 But the wind blew idly over it, and no sound arose to the surface, and they sat upon the grass, waiting and waiting.
10 The wind was blowing again, the rain was beating on the house-tops, and the larger spaces through which he had strayed contracted to the four walls of his room.
11 With the people filing off at the door he held, who he knew would carry what had passed to the whole town, to be given to the four winds, he could not have looked a Bully more shorn and forlorn, if he had had his ears cropped.