marrow

The whole apartment was of a rigidity not to be described in words, but which sent a shiver to the very marrow of Anne’s bones.

He is a man, a man’s child, and from the marrow of my bones I hate him!”

The east gable was a very different place from what it had been on that night four years before, when Anne had felt its bareness penetrate to the marrow of her spirit with its inhospitable chill.

He was a sportsman, was Godfrey, down to his marrow, and he wouldn’t have stopped his training and let in his skipper if it were not for some cause that was too strong for him.