However fast I went, I couldn’t warm my feet, to which the damp cold seemed riveted, as the iron was riveted to the leg of the man I was running to meet. The Circumlocution Office2023-01-13T20:42:02+00:00Categories: Great Expectations|Tags: Cold| Read More
The ancient tower of a church, whose gruff old bell was always peeping slily down at Scrooge out of a Gothic window in the wall, became invisible, and struck the hours and quarters in the clouds, with tremulous vibrations afterwards as if its teeth were chattering in its frozen head up there. The Circumlocution Office2022-10-07T17:11:08+01:00Categories: A Christmas Carol|Tags: Church Bells, Churches, Cold, Teeth| Read More
