The archives she needs are stored in the castle's five locked muniment rooms, and when Bailey is told that in 1940, John, the ninth duke, died of pneumonia in one of them, her own blood runs cold with horrid suggestions.
The sight of alcoholic pie boys aged sixty was strange to me; and the fact that their horrid pies proved stone-cold on the munch.
Hearing that the lady's death was sudden and that the room has since remained untouched, "Catherine's blood ran cold with … horrid suggestions".
He leers at you with his horrid, dead eyes, an icy, cold blue resting beneath two light-brown brows.
Its doors (mouth?) sit slightly ajar, as existential mutterings fill the air about how it feels so cold and dark, the horrid smell, the worldly traumas of man and fridge.
The boy has struggled through a years' long, brilliantly described journey to free himself from the clutches of his cold, distant stepfather Edward Murdstone and Mr. Murdstone's horrid sister.
Horrid boys become horrid men.
