He began to see things truly by the drab light of retrospection.

But he had her half painted yaller, an' his a kind of a drab, I guess you'd call it.

The world—my world before this night—now seemed to have been so drab.

"Lee—over there—" Aura's whispered words were drab with horror.

A drab sack-coat of alpaca hung, unbuttoned, down to his knees.

They are the gracious figures on the drab wall which lies on this side of our common grave.

Paul, who followed and who married a German drab, was Catherine's son but not her husband's.

We must make our contribution here and now, in the drab world in which fate has set us.

In the drab confusion their scarlet tunics were a piercing note of colour.

The vicar, now a drab colour, was put ashore, and became as well as ever forthwith.