Always mature for her age, she had gained a certain aplomb in both carriage and conversation, which made her seem more of a woman of the world than she was, but her old petulance
now and then showed itself, her strong will still held its own, and her native frankness was unspoiled by foreign polish.
Clare; but he threw back her suggestions with a restless petulance
, unlike his usual careless good-humor.
And then she would pout like a disappointed child; a pensive cloud would soften her radiant vivacity; she would withdraw her hand hastily from his, and turn in transient petulance
from his aspect, at once so heroic and so martyr-like.
If that creature knew how bitter, he'd be ashamed to cloud its removal with idle petulance
Surely her words and looks are not to be interpreted against her, when she is not sufficiently mistress of herself to exert her natural jud gment -- when she shows the unreason able petulance
of a child on a question which is not of the slightest importance.
But although no man with less scruple made his ordinary habits and feelings bend to his interest, it was the misfortune of this Prince, that his levity and petulance
were perpetually breaking out, and undoing all that had been gained by his previous dissimulation.
The influence which the bigotry of one female, the petulance
of another, and the cabals of a third, had in the contemporary policy, ferments, and pacifications, of a considerable part of Europe, are topics that have been too often descanted upon not to be generally known.
I felt a gust of hysterical petulance
, and went aft and stared dismally at nothing.
I told myself that I could never stop, and with a gust of petulance
I resolved to stop forthwith.
It was gratitude; gratitude, not merely for having once loved her, but for loving her still well enough to forgive all the petulance
and acrimony of her manner in rejecting him, and all the unjust accusations accompanying her rejection.
Her continual disagreements with her mother, her rash squabbles with Tom and Charles, and petulance
with Betsey, were at least so distressing to Fanny that, though admitting they were by no means without provocation, she feared the disposition that could push them to such length must be far from amiable, and from affording any repose to herself.
The king, jealous, as a young man and as a monarch, of the superiority of those who surrounded him, could not resist admitting himself vanquished by a petulance
so thoroughly French in its nature, whose energy was more than ever increased by English humor.