Their coats of frieze could not keep out the searching sleet, nor their caps protect their ears from the intolerable cold.

Their hands were so numbed they could not feel the muskets they held.
The sentinel before the door suffered the most, for whereas his companion beneath the window had nothing but the house wall before his eyes, he, on his part, could see on the other side of the alley of trees the red blinds of "The White Chamois," that inn which the Chevalier de St.George had mentioned to Charles Wogan.

The red blinds shone very cheery and comfortable upon that stormy night.

The sentinel envied the men gathered in the warmth and light behind them, and cursed his own miserable lot as heartily as the woman in the porch did hers.

The red blinds made it unendurable.