By this time it was getting dark, and snowing pretty heavily; and as Scrooge and the Spirit went along the streets, the brightness of the roaring
fires in kitchens, parlours, and all sorts of rooms, was wonderful.
At last, Joe's job was done, and the ringing and roaring
Then she came out again, and went away with her mate to seek food, and soon we heard them roaring
in the distance.
It was in the direction of the roaring
of the hungry lion.
The deep cannonade of roaring
thunder belched forth its fearsome challenge.
Then the Hail stopped dancing over his head, and the North Wind ceased roaring
, and a delicious perfume came to him through the open casement.
At the sound of the roaring
of the tiger the bull's bellowing became a veritable frenzy of rageful noise.
Farther up we were as-sailed by enormous white bears--hungry, devilish fellows, who came roaring
across the rough glacier tops at the first glimpse of us, or stalked us stealthily by scent when they had not yet seen us.
He went roaring
and resentful; but in the very center of the clearing his voice was suddenly hushed and Tarzan saw the great head lower and flatten out, the body crouch and the long tail quiver, as the beast slunk cautiously toward the trees upon the opposite side.
Not an instant too soon did Tarzan reach the tree and swing himself into its branches and there he squatted, hurling insults at the king of beasts while Numa paced a circle beneath him, growling and roaring
The little audience of fierce anthropoids heard the creaking of their king's neck mingling with his agonized shrieks and hideous roaring
As we entered the animal tent, a hoarse roaring
shook the air.
For it, remained nothing but to be a cage-animal, in solitary confinement, pacing ever up and down, embittered with all the world of man and roaring
its bitterness to the most delicious enthrillment of the pay- spectators.
curses of the first part of the fight had changed to a blasphemous chatter.
A dull scraping came from beneath, the vessel quivered and shook, at the waist, at the quarter, and behind sounded that grim roaring
of the waters, and with a plunge the yellow cog was over the bar and speeding swiftly up the broad and tranquil estuary of the Gironde.