[hardy-l] Cold Hardy

[Patrick Roper]

I thought this was a pretty frigid bit too, from Desperate Remedies:

"She pulled the blind aside and looked out. All was plain. The evening
previous had closed in with a grey drizzle, borne upon a piercing air from
the north, and now its effects were visible. The hoary drizzle still
continued; but the trees and shrubs were laden with icicles to an extent
such as she had never before witnessed. A shoot of the diameter of a pin's
head was iced as thick as her finger; all the boughs in the park were bent
almost to the earth with the immense weight of the glistening incumbrance;
the walks were like a looking-glass. Many boughs had snapped beneath their
burden, and lay in heaps upon the icy grass."

Patrick Roper