The black night were full o' the roar o' the surf breakin' six miles away, an' yet there were the same sort of shivery stillness you find in a great cave while the echoes are tossin' about the sound of a dying shout.
"Tales from the Veld"
Ernest Glanville
But here we're as shivery as you make them.
"The Wooden Horse"
Hugh Walpole
Dinner's getting shivery too.
"The Wooden Horse"
Hugh Walpole