Monty's
furtive glance inland, his half-frightened, half-cunning denial of any anticipated visit suggested that there was some one else who was interested in his existence, and some one too with whom he shared a secret.
And with a
furtive glance at his son's face, the count went out of the room....
She only gave one
furtive glance at the handsome gentleman, and disappeared.
JOHN PENDLETON WAS MISS POLLY HARRINGTON'S LOVER!" she announced impressively, but with a
furtive glance over her shoulder.
As her
furtive glance rested upon his profile he rose to leave the deck.
She wondered; then she was just a grain troubled; next a dim suspicion came and went -- came again; she watched; a
furtive glance told her worlds -- and then her heart broke, and she was jealous, and angry, and the tears came and she hated everybody.
Grace stole one
furtive glance at his steady, resolute face.
Todd, casting a
furtive glance at the wound, thought it by no means so formidable an affair as he had anticipated.
I noticed that he coloured up to the temples, gave us one
furtive glance in passing, and walked on, looking grave, but seemingly offering no reply to her remarks.
I saw young girls stealing
furtive glances at her; I saw young men gaze long and absorbedly at her; I saw aged, infirm men hang upon her charms with a pathetic interest.
He stood in the shadow of one of the sheds, looking about him with quick
furtive glances, as though anxious to assure himself that there was no one around who was taking a noticeable interest in his movements.
Nevertheless, I stole
furtive glances behind me now and then to see that no avenging mate, older and bigger than my quarry, was racing up from the rear.
So they remained without shaking hands or even speaking, while Tom went to the fire and warmed himself, every now and then casting
furtive glances at Philip, who seemed to be drawing absently first one object and then another on a piece of paper he had before him.
It appeared however to Milady that in one of the
furtive glances she darted from time to time at the grating of the door she thought she saw the ardent eyes of the young man through the narrow opening.
The instant this was done they issued through the broken gateway, and stealing out by a direction opposite to the one by which they entered, they quitted the spot, the sisters casting
furtive glances at the silent, grave and crumbling ruin, as they left the soft light of the moon, to bury themselves in the gloom of the woods.