1 Scarlett, I don't know just when it was that the bleak realization came over me that my own private shadow show was over.
2 Of a sudden, it was no longer bleak winter.
3 She closed the window and leaned her head against the velvet curtains and looked out across the bleak pasture toward the dark cedars of the burying ground.
4 She could not stay and think of the old days and see his face, tired and sad and bleak as it now was.
5 Melanie was almost crying with embarrassment, Ashley was suddenly bleak and withdrawn and Rhett was watching her over his cigar with impersonal amusement.
6 She had remembered it only as a bleak inconspicuousness.
7 It was prickly hot, yet the town was barren under the bleak sky.
8 It stood on a sharp bleak corner, where that tempestuous wind Euroclydon kept up a worse howling than ever it did about poor Paul's tossed craft.
9 It was familiar ground to me, and I needed no guiding as we ascended the bleak stone staircase and made our way down the long corridor with its vista of whitewashed wall and dun-coloured doors.
A Study In Scarlet By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In PART I: CHAPTER I. MR. SHERLOCK HOLMES 10 It was nearer one than twelve, and a wild, bleak night, blowing hard and raining in torrents.
A Study In Scarlet By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In PART II: CHAPTER VI. A CONTINUATION OF THE REMINISCENCES OF JOHN W... 11 Another night passed in the bleak damp air, made him worse; when he set forward on his journey next morning he could hardly crawl along.
12 Draw your chair up and hand me my violin, for the only problem we have still to solve is how to while away these bleak autumnal evenings.
The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In X. THE ADVENTURE OF THE NOBLE BACHELOR 13 And yet it cannot be denied that the prosperity of the whole poor, bleak countryside depends upon his presence.
The Hound of the Baskervilles By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In Chapter 3. The Problem 14 A short walk brought us to it, a bleak moorland house, once the farm of some grazier in the old prosperous days, but now put into repair and turned into a modern dwelling.
The Hound of the Baskervilles By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In Chapter 7. The Stapletons of Merripit House 15 I thought of the convict out upon the bleak, cold, shelterless moor.
The Hound of the Baskervilles By Arthur Conan DoyleContext Highlight In Chapter 10. Extract from the Diary of Dr. Watson