1 Everyone had his own idea on that subject and was loath to relinquish it, just as everyone had ideas about the color and cut of the uniforms.
2 The red furrows and the gashed red road lost their magical blood color and became plain brown earth.
3 The red color of her skin, narrow high forehead, prominent cheek bones and the hawk-bridged nose which flattened at the end above thick negro lips, all showed the mixture of two races.
4 Discarded garments lay about her on the floor, the bed, the chairs, in bright heaps of color and straying ribbons.
5 Frail, fine-boned, so white of skin that her flaming hair seemed to have drawn all the color from her face into its vital burnished mass, she was nevertheless possessed of exuberant health and untiring energy.
6 For one short instant, it was as though the sun had ducked behind a cool cloud, leaving the world in shadow, taking the color out of things.
7 Under the arbor sat the married women, their dark dresses decorous notes in the surrounding color and gaiety.
8 And to think I'll never wear that color again, not even when I do get out of mourning.
9 Gray, as the color of the Confederate uniform, practically disappeared and homespun of a butternut shade took its place.
10 It was of dark-green taffeta, lined with water silk of a pale-jade color.
11 Even butternut was now none too plentiful, and many of the soldiers were dressed in captured Yankee uniforms which had been turned a dark-brown color with walnut-shell dye.
12 The sky was a hideous lurid color and great swirls of black smoke went twisting up to hand in billowy clouds above the flames.
13 He peered at her sharply, lowering his head to look into her face, now flaming with color.
14 Scarlett saw in a glance that the dress was bright in color to the point of vulgarity but nevertheless her eyes went over the outfit hungrily.
15 There was color in Scarlett's face and a bright hard glitter in her eyes and she laughed a good deal.