This discoloration was of a livid blue, about the tint of a tattoo mark.
That tint is what we call the blink of open water, said Johnson.
Naething but a bonny wee bairnie, whause mither has tint it!
That was something like—what a tint, what a bright note it set amid the surroundings!
The two figures, of a muddy grey in tint, stood out, lamentable.
If ever he praised ...