1 I should have fled in terror and left my work undone.
2 I knew that there was for the poor beasts no more of terror.
3 And then the horses cowered lower and lower, and moaned in terror as men do in pain.
4 I felt the same vague terror which had come to me before and the same sense of some presence.
5 It may be that it was frightened and made its way on to the moors, where it is still hiding in terror.
6 All was in dead, grim silence only that the horses whinnied and cowered, as if in terror of the worst.
7 They were far off, but the sound, even though coming muffled through the deadening snowfall, was full of terror.
8 I was desolate and afraid, and full of woe and terror; but when that beautiful sun began to climb the horizon life was to me again.
9 He seemed so confident that I, remembering my own confidence two nights before and with the baneful result, felt awe and vague terror.
10 I was dazed and stupid with pain and terror and weakness, but the sound of the nightingale seemed like the voice of my dead mother come back to comfort me.
11 It did not try to get away, but crouched down, quivering and cowering, and was in such a pitiable state of terror that I tried, though without effect, to comfort it.
12 Indeed, she was so sound asleep that for a few seconds she did not recognize me, but looked at me with a sort of blank terror, as one looks who has been waked out of a bad dream.
13 Her face was ghastly, with a pallor which was accentuated by the blood which smeared her lips and cheeks and chin; from her throat trickled a thin stream of blood; her eyes were mad with terror.
14 The horses jumped about and reared, and looked helplessly round with eyes that rolled in a way painful to see; but the living ring of terror encompassed them on every side; and they had perforce to remain within it.
15 The latter lay farthest in, and she was covered with a white sheet, the edge of which had been blown back by the draught through the broken window, showing the drawn, white face, with a look of terror fixed upon it.
16 He was very pale, and his eyes seemed bulging out as, half in terror and half in amazement, he gazed at a tall, thin man, with a beaky nose and black moustache and pointed beard, who was also observing the pretty girl.
17 But my very feelings changed to repulsion and terror when I saw the whole man slowly emerge from the window and begin to crawl down the castle wall over that dreadful abyss, face down with his cloak spreading out around him like great wings.
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