1 Her long shadow fell to the water's edge.
2 Gone, disappeared; swept off without leaving a whisper or a shadow behind.
3 He was very anxious for me to kill somebody, but there wasn't the shadow of a carrier near.
4 This shadow looked satiated and calm, as though for the moment it had had its fill of all the emotions.
5 It was then well on in the afternoon, the face of the forest was gloomy, and a broad strip of shadow had already fallen on the water.
6 The long shadows of the forest had slipped down hill while we talked, had gone far beyond the ruined hovel, beyond the symbolic row of stakes.
7 A beardless, boyish face, very fair, no features to speak of, nose peeling, little blue eyes, smiles and frowns chasing each other over that open countenance like sunshine and shadow on a windswept plain.
8 The sun was low; and leaning forward side by side, they seemed to be tugging painfully uphill their two ridiculous shadows of unequal length, that trailed behind them slowly over the tall grass without bending a single blade.
9 A narrow and deserted street in deep shadow, high houses, innumerable windows with venetian blinds, a dead silence, grass sprouting between the stones, imposing carriage archways right and left, immense double doors standing ponderously ajar.
10 Suddenly she opened her bared arms and threw them up rigid above her head, as though in an uncontrollable desire to touch the sky, and at the same time the swift shadows darted out on the earth, swept around on the river, gathering the steamer into a shadowy embrace.