"Jean shivered in the chill breeze and crept against Naysmith. (VIII, p. 57)
"The island was a low sandy swell in the immensity of ocean. There was harsh grass on it, and a few trees gnarled by the great winds, and a tiny village." (X, pp. 70-71)
"They sat without talking for a while. The cigarette smoke blew away in ragged streamers. Rosenberg could hear the wind whistling and piping far up the canyon." (XII, p. 85)
"The wind was chill on his body as he was led toward the cabin." (XIII, p. 92)
"The wind blew her dress and hair about her, fluttering them against the great clean expanse of sea and forest and sky." (XIV, p. 100)
Chill and gnarling winds are threatening. Whistling and piping winds are unsettling. The wind that flutters Jeanne's hair and dress against the clean sea and sky is at last friendly and nurturing as the story ends.
Happy New Year to all blog readers. May 2023 bring peace and joy to all.
2 comments:
Kaor, Paul!
Many thanks! And I wish the same for you and your family.
Happy New Year! Sean
Same here.
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