A breath of wind, blowing in through the open window stirred her hair.

Not a breath of wind was stirring, and every movement raised the dust.

Very peaceful also, for not a breath of wind was stirring.

For one thing, the summer night was warm; hardly a breath of air stirred.

A warm breath of wind stirred the trees around them.

No breath of air stirred through the room's tall windows.

The air was dead; not a breath stirred, and the cold grew by the minute.

Not even a breath of breeze stirred in the room.

Night came, and not a breath of wind was stirring.

Not a breath of air stirred through the open window.