But it was supposed that Peter had taken Drumsheugh's withering sarcasm to heart, for he attached himself to the second that night, and was invisible to the expectant third till the last moment. "Beside the Bonnie Brier Bush" by Ian Maclaren

Anything would be preferable to this wasting and withering, this perpetual hissing wind. "'O Thou, My Austria!'" by Ossip Schubin

His emphasis was withering. "The Desire of the Moth; and The Come On" by Eugene Manlove Rhodes