half-cowardly

Updated: June 7, 2025

Just at present perhaps it would be advisable when the father and son have settled their accounts, the daughter-in-law can't be a debtor."... Lucy threw up her blue eyes. A half-cowardly delight at the chance of a respite from the awful interview made her quickly apprehensive. "O Mr. Harley! you think he should go alone first?" "Well, that is my notion.

George Meredith - Ordeal of Richard Feverel — Complete

Just at present perhaps it would be advisable when the father and son have settled their accounts, the daughter-in-law can't be a debtor."... Lucy threw up her blue eyes. A half-cowardly delight at the chance of a respite from the awful interview made her quickly apprehensive. "O Mr. Harley! you think he should go alone first?" "Well, that is my notion.

George Meredith - Ordeal of Richard Feverel — Volume 5

There were eight of us, at the two card-tables: Mr. Faringfield and his lady, my mother, Margaret and Fanny, Mr. Cornelius, Tom, and myself. And every one of us, looking from face to face, showed the same thought, the same recognition of that half-cowardly, half-defiant thump, though for so long we had not heard it. How it knocked away the years, and brought younger days rushing back upon us! Mr.

Robert Neilson Stephens - Philip Winwood: A Sketch of the Domestic History of an American Captain in the War of Independence; Embracing Events that Occurred between and during the Years 1763 and 1786, in New York and London: written by His Enemy in War, Herbert Russell, Lieutenant in the Loyalist Forces.

Was it the half-cowardly, half-cynical smile that played around her lips? Or was it the cumulative effect of blind anger, long pent up and eager to be discharged, that made Jason Philip act as he did? Or did he have a vague suspicion of what Philippina had done? Suffice it to say, he leapt up to her and struck her in the face with his fist. She never moved a muscle.

Jakob Wassermann - The Goose Man

Public opinion veered round suddenly and completely. People felt a sort of half-cowardly relief at beholding the prompt collapse of a miracle which was threatening to throw confusion into the self satisfied little fold of established truths. Poor Von Osten protested in vain: no one listened to him; the verdict was given.

Maurice Maeterlinck - The Unknown Guest

With Uncle Silas and the nurse both gone, Tom knew that the evil hour must come speedily; and it was with some half-cowardly hope that his uncle would break the ice for him that he ran away on the crisp morning of happenings. With no particular destination in view, it was only natural that his feet should find the familiar path leading up to the great boulder under the cedars.

Francis Lynde - The Quickening