Toward the end of it his voice had grown dull and listless.

"All right," he said evenly, but his eyes grew dull and seemed to be focused on something far away.

But his footsteps were unsteady, and the great brown eyes grew dull.

The light grew dull and they could smell rain approaching from the west.

Maybe that was what kept the Villa from growing dull around her.

Her mind grew dull, now that there was no hope.

But it was a false alarm and the landscape quickly grew dull again.

It was simply that we grow dull with the passing years.

What remains now for the next month is to wait, and not grow dull with success.

It grew awfully dull sitting in the hotel lobby, and so at four he went home.