The group stood in breathless silence until the hunger question was put, then they "dunched" each other and made faces.
"My Lady of the Chimney Corner"
Alexander Irvine
hunger pressed them, and Amalia begged her mother to let her go a little nearer to listen, but she would not.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
But some time you would die-perhaps with sorrow of hunger and age, and the life be for nothing.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine