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1  The wind plastered their thin overalls against their bodies.
Nineteen Eighty-Four By George Orwell
ContextHighlight   In PART 3: Chapter 6
2  The wind whistled through the twigs and fretted the occasional, dirty-looking crocuses.
Nineteen Eighty-Four By George Orwell
ContextHighlight   In PART 3: Chapter 6
3  Down in the street the wind flapped the torn poster to and fro, and the word INGSOC fitfully appeared and vanished.
Nineteen Eighty-Four By George Orwell
ContextHighlight   In PART 1: Chapter 2
4  Presently they were in among a clump of ragged leafless shrubs, useless either for concealment or as protection from the wind.
Nineteen Eighty-Four By George Orwell
ContextHighlight   In PART 3: Chapter 6
5  He wondered whether it was a dislike that came purely out of the past or whether it was inspired also by his bloated face and the water that the wind kept squeezing from his eyes.
Nineteen Eighty-Four By George Orwell
ContextHighlight   In PART 3: Chapter 6
6  It was in the Park, on a vile, biting day in March, when the earth was like iron and all the grass seemed dead and there was not a bud anywhere except a few crocuses which had pushed themselves up to be dismembered by the wind.
Nineteen Eighty-Four By George Orwell
ContextHighlight   In PART 3: Chapter 6
7  Winston Smith, his chin nuzzled into his breast in an effort to escape the vile wind, slipped quickly through the glass doors of Victory Mansions, though not quickly enough to prevent a swirl of gritty dust from entering along with him.
Nineteen Eighty-Four By George Orwell
ContextHighlight   In PART 1: Chapter 1
8  Down in the street little eddies of wind were whirling dust and torn paper into spirals, and though the sun was shining and the sky a harsh blue, there seemed to be no colour in anything, except the posters that were plastered everywhere.
Nineteen Eighty-Four By George Orwell
ContextHighlight   In PART 1: Chapter 1