Now that she was alone, she had time to think, and one of the things she thought of most was what mother had said in one of those feverish nights when her hands were so hot and her eyes so bright.
Catherine meanwhile—the anxious, agitated, happy, feverish Catherine—said not a word; but her glowing cheek and brightened eye made her mother trust that this good-natured visit would at least set her heart at ease for a time, and gladly therefore did she lay aside the first volume of The Mirror for a future hour.
She lay on the kitchen sofa feverish and restless, while her hoarse breathing could be heard all over the house.
"We've thought she's seemed feverish for several days.
"Are you sure you ain't feverish, Doss?
There was a feverish triumph in her eyes, and she carried herself unwittingly like a goddess of Victory.
The hope to draw close to and possess the truth of being can be a feverish one.
He was a gaunt young man with nervous hands and a feverish look in his pale lilac eyes.
The hope to draw close to and possess the truth of being can be a feverish one.
Better Things 《》 Pamela Adlon elevated the second season of her comedy into a raw and poetic story of the feverish love-hate relationship between three generations of mothers and daughters.
Change seats if you end up near a cougher, sneezer or someone who looks feverish.
Woke up in the night knowing I was feverish and must have a drink of water.
I remember sweat-drenched men dancing the traditional attan in a circle, bouncing, spinning faster and faster with the feverish tempo of the tabla, until all but a few dropped out of the ring with exhaustion.
Last year we saw feverish M&A activity in hardware but, next year, I expect to see the IoT battleground shift to software.
" Some men can't function properly without rules though, and in a feverish fit of pride, Nygaard hammers his wife to death.
There was a feverish triumph in her eyes, and she carried herself unwittingly like a goddess of Victory.
It did us no good, transient were its feverish pleasures; yet for its sake we threw away our sweet and simple and happy life-- let others take warning by us.
Wind and rain, coming in from sea, Have cooled this pavilion above the lake And driven the feverish heat away From where my eminent guests are gathered.
It was plainly a damp, feverish, unhealthy spot.
Fritjof Capra, physicist This is the true joy in life, the being used for a purpose recognized by yourself as a mighty one; the being thoroughly worn out before you are thrown on the scrap heap; the being a force of Nature instead of a feverish selfish little clod of ailments and grievances complaining that the world will not devote itself to making you happy.
