fog

The frolic with the child seemed to have blown away a fog from between them.

Meantime a white film of fog spread down the bay from the northward.

He had seen something like a heavy flash of lightning in the fog.

Major Jelles looked meditatively at me, through his fog of smoke.

Then he asked me, still at the window, "What's that fog doing now?"

A grey dusky morning, enveloped in fog, succeeded to the fine night.

This fog, indeed, blows across Holland nearly the whole winter.

They stood for a moment like disembodied spirits, creatures of the night and the fog.

The fog had lifted, the sun blazed forth in unclouded majesty.

The celestial city lies behind that fog—doesn't it, Christiana?'