This mood grew stronger through that day and the next.

But despite this the mood of the people grew more subdued-contemplative, even somber.

But in any case, as the morning drew on and the line moved forward, his mood grew grimmer.

All activity on the deck stopped, and the mood grew heavy with grim anticipation.

They soon hit flat stones, and the mood grew feverish.

The mood in the locker room grows darker by the day.

By nightfall, the mood on the streets had grown electric.

A similar mood prevailed this season and grew worse during the recent 5-10-2 slump.

By the next day, Peter was joking about it, but the general mood had grown somber.

As the afternoon wore on, the mood grew lighter, and he began to tell me jokes.