1 Casting contemptuous glances at them, Scarlett thought that they looked like a clump of fat crows.
2 To Scarlett, he seemed as exhilarated and contemptuous as if he got strong pleasure from the situation, as if he welcomed the inferno they were approaching.
3 Some were sad and silent, others gay and contemptuous of hardships, but the thought that it was all over and they were going home was the one thing that sustained them.
4 Heretofore she had been careless of public opinion, careless and a little contemptuous.
5 "Guinea hens," said Archie suddenly and his voice was contemptuous.
6 He went his way, amused, contemptuous, impervious to the opinions of those about him, so courteous that his courtesy was an affront in itself.
7 It was the first time in her life she had been sorry for anyone without feeling contemptuous as well, because it was the first time she had ever approached understanding any other human being.
8 She had never before suspected the mixture of insatiable curiosity and contemptuous freedom with which she and her kind were discussed in this underworld of toilers who lived on their vanity and self-indulgence.
9 His eyes followed Peter about the room with a contemptuous, unfriendly expression.
10 Mrs. Shimerda and Antonia always deferred to him, though he was often surly with them and contemptuous toward his father.
11 The boy answered it with a feeble but contemptuous shout; and immediately a second bullet was sent after him from another part of the cover.
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12 He was listening, with a good-humored, negligent air, half comic, half contemptuous, to Haley, who was very volubly expatiating on the quality of the article for which they were bargaining.
13 He paused a moment before Dolph; then spitting a discharge of tobacco-juice on his well-blacked boots, and giving a contemptuous umph, he walked on.
14 Several little trifles, which Tom had treasured, chiefly because they had amused Eva, he looked upon with a contemptuous grunt, and tossed them over his shoulder into the river.
15 Madame Odintsov looked at him twice, not stealthily, but straight in the face, which was bilious and forbidding, with downcast eyes, and contemptuous determination stamped on every feature, and thought: 'No.'