I do not forget one night, when I should have been asleep, of lying on the forecastle-head and gazing
down at the spectral ripple of foam thrust aside by the Ghost's forefoot.
Dinah did not know that the crowd was silent, gazing
at her with a sort of awe--she did not even know how near they were to the fatal spot, when the cart stopped, and she shrank appalled at a loud shout hideous to her ear, like a vast yell of demons.
He tried to imagine himself she, gazing into those eyes of his, but failed in the jugglery.
He held up his hand, rubbing the ball of the thumb over the calloused palm and gazing at the dirt that was ingrained in the flesh itself and which no brush could scrub away.
Landau looked round hurriedly, came up, and smiling, laid his moist, lifeless hand in Stepan Arkadyevitch's outstretched hand and immediately walked away and fell to gazing at the portraits again.
"Yes, a misfortune which has proved the highest happiness, when his heart was made new, was filled full of it," she said, gazing with eyes full of love at Stepan Arkadyevitch.
"What is this, sister?" said Agnes to Gauchère, gazing
at the little creature exposed, which was screaming and writhing on the wooden bed, terrified by so many glances.
While the boy was still gazing
up the valley, and fancying, as he always did, that the Great Stone Face returned his gaze and looked kindly at him, the rumbling of wheels was heard, approaching swiftly along the winding road.
The crowd had withdrawn from the man, giving him sufficient room to roll over, in evident pain, while they yet stood gazing
at him, with that indefinable feeling of curiosity and nerveless sympathy, which characterises man when not called on to act, by emulation, vanity, or the practice of well-doing.
"There is no danger," he said, gazing
into them with an earnestness almost rapt, which to Mrs Verloc, flying from the gallows, seemed to be full of force and tenderness.
"No, no," cried Hawkeye, who had been gazing
with a yearning look at the rigid features of his friend, with something like his own self-command, but whose philosophy could endure no longer; "no, Sagamore, not alone.
The emotion of that brief space, while she stood gazing
after the crooked figure of old Roger Chillingworth, threw a dark light on Hester's state of mind, revealing much that she might not otherwise have acknowledged to herself.