As for Mother, she was getting farther away from us all the time, alive only by night, lost by day in frightened brooding.

Jean wondered if she would spend the rest of the night sullen and brooding, or even drinking.

And he got to tell his bawdy stories after all, there in the brooding night filled with the stink of fire and the far worse stink of death.

And with the coming of the night, brooding and mourning by the pool, Buck came alive to a stirring of the new life in the forest other than that which the Yeehats had made.

A warm brooding night . . . a night that surely belonged to the fairies.

They lived yet two years, in mental night, always brooding, steeped in vague regrets and melancholy dreams, never speaking; then release came to both on the same day.

His father found it quaint to use real fire instead of thermal heaters or radiant globes. . . . One night, bored and brooding, Rabban latched upon an idea, his first imaginative spark in two years.

It was a brooding, darkling night.

Long, straight fingers of light searched the sky in sweeping arcs, meeting, touching briefly as if in greeting, then sweeping away again to circle the brooding night.

Two hoarse whispers delivered the same awful word simultaneously to the brooding night: "BLOOD!"