I merely found myself walking in a forest, half-clad, footsore, unutterably
weary and hungry.
Something in his tone and the expression of his face, as I got this from him, set my heart aching with such a pang as it had never yet known; so unutterably
touching was it to see his little brain puzzled and his little resources taxed to play, under the spell laid on him, a part of innocence and consistency.
Anne watched them as she talked and somehow felt that wind and stars and fireflies were all tangled up together into something unutterably
sweet and enchanting.
He said that he was the most unutterably
selfish man in existence.
This you do with much the same air that you would walk into the dock at Bow Street, and then, feeling unutterably
miserable, you stand solemnly staring at the child.
I shot a glance at the woman, but she was leaning back in the arm-chair, her eyes closed, unutterably
He listened to her hard, heavy breathing, and he was unutterably
sorry for her.
Crept--always she crept, about the house, from weary bed to weary chair and back again through long days and weeks of torment, never complaining, though her unfailing smile was twisted with pain, and the wise gray eyes, still wise and gray, were grown unutterably
larger and profoundly deep.
A mild, a compliant, an unutterably
tranquil and harmless old lady, who never by any chance suggested the idea that she had been actually alive since the hour of her birth.
The evenings were the worst of all, for Aunt March fell to telling long stories about her youth, which were so unutterably
dull that Amy was always ready to go to be, intending to cry over her hard fate, but usually going to sleep before she had squeezed out more than a tear or two.
He felt unutterably
big and remade by the simple experience through which he had been passing and in a kind of fervor of emo- tion put up his hands, thrusting them into the dark- ness above his head and muttering words.
Tomorrow would bring its own trial with it; so would the next day, and so would the next: each its own trial, and yet the very same that was now so unutterably
grievous to be borne.