goose skin

At the sight of Mylio running to his help, Goose-Skin redoubles his efforts and succeeds in throwing his adversary down.

But the wind was so dry and piercing that it made me have goose-skin all over.

None seem to hear the snores of Goose-Skin, whose sleep is ever sounder and grows more noisy.

Accordingly, faithful to the instructions of his friend, Goose-Skin is holding himself in.