All 23 Uses of

tinged

in

Atlas Shrugged

It meant nothing to him any longer, only a faint tinge of sadness-and somewhere within him, a drop of pain moving briefly and vanishing, like a raindrop on the glass of a window, its course in the shape of a question mark.†
Chpt 1.1

The links were heavy, crudely made, the shining metal had an odd tinge, it was greenish-blue.†
Chpt 1.2 *

It had been a procession of years spent in garrets and basements, years that had taken the gray tinge of the walls imprisoning a man whose music overflowed with violent color.†
Chpt 1.4

There was only a faint tinge of red left on the edge of the earth, just enough to outline the scraps of clouds ripped by the tortured battle of the storm in the sky.†
Chpt 1.6

The boys had friends in Washington, Looking at the Taggart rail from the platform of some country station, she had found herself feeling, not the brilliant pride she had once felt, but a foggy, guilty shame, as if some foul kind of rust had grown on the metal, and worse: as if the rust had a tinge of blood.†
Chpt 2.1

His formal dress suit was of good quality, but of a cut fashionable twenty years before, with the faintest tinge of green at the seams; he had had few occasions to wear it.†
Chpt 2.2

The cab's radio was spitting out shrilly the sounds of a panic-tinged voice announcing the crash of d'Anconia Copper.†
Chpt 2.3

He sat up straight, buttressed by the columns of paragraphs on yellow-tinged paper, which he was seeing in his mind: "At a time of crucial public need, are we to waste social effort on the manufacture of obsolete products?†
Chpt 2.6

There were spurts of transparent smoke, like waves of heat, invisible but for the structures that shivered behind them; there were streaks of red smoke, and sluggish columns of yellow, and light, floating spirals of blue-and the thick, tight, swiftly pouring coils that looked like twisted bolts of satin tinged a mother-of-pearl pink by the summer sun.†
Chpt 2.6

Well"-her voice had no color except the metallic tinge of decision-"we'll have to get to a phone and call for another crew."†
Chpt 2.10

I don't blame you," she said; she looked at him with a tinge of wistfulness that was almost envy.†
Chpt 3.1

Galt stopped the car in front of the first structure on a ledge above the roofs, a brick building with a faint tinge of red trembling over its smokestack.†
Chpt 3.1

…place, peculiarly his, this was the place of his youth, of his start, and, together, the place he had been seeking all his life, the land he had struggled to reach, the goal of his tortured battle…… It seemed to her that the spirals of flame tinged fog were drawing time into an odd circle-and while a dim thought went floating through her mind like the streamer of an unfollowed sentence: To hold an unchanging youth is to reach, at the end, the vision with which one started-she heard the…†
Chpt 3.1

In the windows behind him, the mountains had that tinge of silver-pink which seems brighter than daylight, with the promise of a light to come.†
Chpt 3.2

It was Galt's voice; it was a command; the brief snap of sound had a tinge of violence neither of them had ever heard from him before.†
Chpt 3.2

A reddish haze of heat hung over the shapes of the town in the distance, and the shapes seemed to sag under a rusty tinge; above their roofs, she saw the remnant of a crumbled smokestack.†
Chpt 3.2

He noticed that this boy's eyes were hazel; they had a tinge of green.†
Chpt 3.3

She felt that the inexplicable was not a mere blank, this time: it had a tinge of evil.†
Chpt 3.4

The deep burgundy color of her gown was unbecoming, it seemed to draw a purplish tinge out of her skin, a tinge that gathered, like twilight, in the small gullies of her face, softening her flesh to a texture of tired slackness, changing her look of bright mockery into a look of stale malice.†
Chpt 3.4

The deep burgundy color of her gown was unbecoming, it seemed to draw a purplish tinge out of her skin, a tinge that gathered, like twilight, in the small gullies of her face, softening her flesh to a texture of tired slackness, changing her look of bright mockery into a look of stale malice.†
Chpt 3.4

Definition:

(tinged)
with a slight amount

(If an amount of what is not clear from context, it is typically of color.)